<?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-7499641</id><updated>2012-02-20T15:25:55.611+08:00</updated><category term='muchh loveee.'/><category term='all done'/><category term='till morning until work is done'/><category term='releasing frust'/><category term='i miss liyana'/><title type='text'>anep</title><subtitle type='html'>me....</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mohammadhanif.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499641/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohammadhanif.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499641/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>anep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17787983159215010668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='25' src='http://aycu36.webshots.com/image/13035/2005401793937817521_rs.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>534</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7499641.post-3558095836532012671</id><published>2010-10-20T00:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-20T00:22:18.528+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>finally back to blog for a moment. am currently in camp, unable to sleep. life rite now is much more fun since its no more recruit or trainee life. every day theres physical activities, which is good so my body wont gain back the 13 kilos i've lost. haha. hopefully in d future i'll lose more if these fats on my belly. ns life is fun. fun fun fun. heh. urm, dats all i think. feeling sleepy nw. nites.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7499641-3558095836532012671?l=mohammadhanif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499641/posts/default/3558095836532012671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499641/posts/default/3558095836532012671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohammadhanif.blogspot.com/2010/10/finally-back-to-blog-for-moment.html' title=''/><author><name>anep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17787983159215010668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='25' src='http://aycu36.webshots.com/image/13035/2005401793937817521_rs.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7499641.post-3307373430844939047</id><published>2010-06-05T21:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-05T21:41:56.321+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nothing can be done</title><content type='html'>Gawwwd... im starting to feel emotional about dis ns thing. Confined for d first 2 weeks, den i'll be at hm only during weekends. Who's gonna help my grandparents go to d market during d weekdays? Who's gonna help my grandma take her meds at nite? Haiyoo. Shit. Watery eyes in d train. My brother will be alone at hm during his hols. I was in hong kong for a week and he was already missing me. Haizz. Baby will be alone also, no nite calls. I'm so gonna miss you, badly. I hope dis 3 mths or so passes fast.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7499641-3307373430844939047?l=mohammadhanif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499641/posts/default/3307373430844939047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499641/posts/default/3307373430844939047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohammadhanif.blogspot.com/2010/06/nothing-can-be-done.html' title='nothing can be done'/><author><name>anep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17787983159215010668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='25' src='http://aycu36.webshots.com/image/13035/2005401793937817521_rs.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7499641.post-1776966216825931679</id><published>2010-01-25T02:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T02:36:41.628+08:00</updated><title type='text'>(:</title><content type='html'>its done for you love. change whatever you &lt;br /&gt;dont like, espicially the archives section.&lt;br /&gt;so horrible siaaa. when i removed them,&lt;br /&gt;it looks empty. urgh, idk. see you soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with love,&lt;br /&gt;liyana.&lt;br /&gt;xoxoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7499641-1776966216825931679?l=mohammadhanif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499641/posts/default/1776966216825931679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499641/posts/default/1776966216825931679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohammadhanif.blogspot.com/2010/01/blog-post.html' title='(:'/><author><name>anep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17787983159215010668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='25' src='http://aycu36.webshots.com/image/13035/2005401793937817521_rs.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7499641.post-9209612459084817128</id><published>2009-12-27T22:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-27T22:01:16.501+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Liyana</title><content type='html'>Babyyyyy!!!!! cepat lah balek!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7499641-9209612459084817128?l=mohammadhanif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499641/posts/default/9209612459084817128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499641/posts/default/9209612459084817128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohammadhanif.blogspot.com/2009/12/liyana.html' title='Liyana'/><author><name>anep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17787983159215010668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='25' src='http://aycu36.webshots.com/image/13035/2005401793937817521_rs.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7499641.post-1334980054380790842</id><published>2009-12-26T00:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-26T00:30:48.630+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i miss liyana'/><title type='text'>502 STINKS!</title><content type='html'>I have just had &lt;i&gt;the&lt;/i&gt; worst bus ride eva! Was sitting all the way at the back in the middle. Just a few bus stops after I boarded the bus, there was this breathtaking(literally) smell which tops just about every type of scent I have smelt in my whole life. Okay, maybe I'm exaggerating BUT IT SERIOUSLY STINKS! There was a point of time that it smells a bit like fried ikan bilis. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Liyanaaaaaaaa, come home quick lahhh!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7499641-1334980054380790842?l=mohammadhanif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499641/posts/default/1334980054380790842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499641/posts/default/1334980054380790842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohammadhanif.blogspot.com/2009/12/502-stinks.html' title='502 STINKS!'/><author><name>anep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17787983159215010668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='25' src='http://aycu36.webshots.com/image/13035/2005401793937817521_rs.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7499641.post-398494441306029205</id><published>2009-12-25T09:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-25T09:38:52.128+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm currently on board bus number 7, from town heading towards clementi. why? because i got the settings time wrong! its 8.30PM, nt 8.30AM! pfftt. which idiot sets an event the morning before. (i'm trying to get into another paragraph here but nothing happens when i press enter! cb) am in clementi area nw, alone in the bus.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7499641-398494441306029205?l=mohammadhanif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499641/posts/default/398494441306029205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499641/posts/default/398494441306029205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohammadhanif.blogspot.com/2009/12/im-currently-on-board-bus-number-7-from.html' title=''/><author><name>anep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17787983159215010668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='25' src='http://aycu36.webshots.com/image/13035/2005401793937817521_rs.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7499641.post-6742832101866554374</id><published>2009-12-10T14:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T14:28:38.387+08:00</updated><title type='text'>heeeeeee.</title><content type='html'>HELLLLUUUUUUUUUUUUUU! :D&lt;br /&gt;Ahh, at last its done honey. Its the same as mine. MUAHAHAHAHAA!&lt;br /&gt;Dah tak terlalu whiteee agyy. heeheee.&lt;br /&gt;muahs. (siketsiket je. malu org bace.)&lt;br /&gt;Btw, anuh ape yang patut okay? (;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I LOVEEE YOUUU!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7499641-6742832101866554374?l=mohammadhanif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499641/posts/default/6742832101866554374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499641/posts/default/6742832101866554374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohammadhanif.blogspot.com/2009/12/heeeeeee.html' title='heeeeeee.'/><author><name>anep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17787983159215010668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='25' src='http://aycu36.webshots.com/image/13035/2005401793937817521_rs.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7499641.post-6729594663146535958</id><published>2009-11-21T20:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-21T20:03:44.051+08:00</updated><title type='text'>NEXT!</title><content type='html'>I'm switching to another job! heh. This will be another changing point in life for me. Hopefully it works out. So far being in a customer-service oriented line of work has been fun and enriching uh. you meet ALL types of people from around d world. i just had a small chat with dis guy from romania who's working on d circle like, and he works in d tunnel! haha. cool rite. heh. oh well. aniwae, this new job will probably be my last part time job till ns. pfftt.. time flies too fast.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7499641-6729594663146535958?l=mohammadhanif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499641/posts/default/6729594663146535958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499641/posts/default/6729594663146535958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohammadhanif.blogspot.com/2009/11/next.html' title='NEXT!'/><author><name>anep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17787983159215010668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='25' src='http://aycu36.webshots.com/image/13035/2005401793937817521_rs.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7499641.post-8121504960929884015</id><published>2009-09-28T20:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T20:53:14.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haiyaaa, my blog is dying just like my friendster account. haha.&lt;br /&gt;just an update, I PASSED ALL MY MODULES!!! HUAHUAHUA.. blanja-ed my friends to Inglorious Bastards as a celebration of some sort. i also passed my Software Programming and Applications Diploma Plus, meaning I'll be graduating with an extra certificate! wohooo!!! haha.. Thank You God! So, one more semester and i am done! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7499641-8121504960929884015?l=mohammadhanif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499641/posts/default/8121504960929884015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499641/posts/default/8121504960929884015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohammadhanif.blogspot.com/2009/09/haiyaaa-my-blog-is-dying-just-like-my.html' title=''/><author><name>anep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17787983159215010668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='25' src='http://aycu36.webshots.com/image/13035/2005401793937817521_rs.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7499641.post-2363598212127908413</id><published>2009-09-05T12:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-05T12:22:27.004+08:00</updated><title type='text'>d worst has yet to come</title><content type='html'>Exams are finally over. Pffttt. Bt somehow i don't feel good abt it. I'm pretty darn sure i efffed up this one. haiyohhh. Afsys, i missed the first test worth 20percent. Aeroma i got 33percent out of 70percent, overall before d 2nd test. Qem, i didnt come for some of the labwork and i didnt hand in d e-learning thingy. App, dun tink i did anything bad for dis module. Simulation, i didn't hand in the first assignment worth 15percent. Stats, i didn't hand in d pbl, n my marks aren't dat good. Oh god!! help me!! I tell u, if i pass through this semester it would be a miracle lah. Haiyohh..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7499641-2363598212127908413?l=mohammadhanif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499641/posts/default/2363598212127908413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499641/posts/default/2363598212127908413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohammadhanif.blogspot.com/2009/09/d-worst-has-yet-to-come.html' title='d worst has yet to come'/><author><name>anep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17787983159215010668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='25' src='http://aycu36.webshots.com/image/13035/2005401793937817521_rs.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7499641.post-3182623760459837846</id><published>2009-08-23T00:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T00:50:45.531+08:00</updated><title type='text'>left 4 dead!!!!</title><content type='html'>i've just had my 4th game of left 4 dead just now. WOHOOO!!!! haha. fucking zombies. gerek siol! haha. was chaotic with me shouting for help and telling where to go. warghhh!!! heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sayang, i'm very sorry i didn't talk to you more these past days. i'll make it up to u k baby. MMMUAHHHKSS!!!! =) love u!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7499641-3182623760459837846?l=mohammadhanif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499641/posts/default/3182623760459837846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499641/posts/default/3182623760459837846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohammadhanif.blogspot.com/2009/08/left-4-dead.html' title='left 4 dead!!!!'/><author><name>anep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17787983159215010668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='25' src='http://aycu36.webshots.com/image/13035/2005401793937817521_rs.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7499641.post-3959673391724454725</id><published>2009-08-01T15:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T16:06:31.970+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='muchh loveee.'/><title type='text'>SURPRISEEEE!</title><content type='html'>HEEEEELLLLLOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!&lt;br /&gt;Hanif's girlfriend here blogging. &lt;br /&gt;heehehee. he doesnt know bout it.&lt;br /&gt;(unless he check urhh [:)&lt;br /&gt;shhhhhhhhhh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAAAAAAANIIIFFFFF,&lt;br /&gt;I LOVEEEEE YOUUUU LIKEEE ALOOOOOOOOOT!&lt;br /&gt;heeehe.muaaaaahhs! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kaayy, enuff. till here.&lt;br /&gt;heeheeehe.byeee!&lt;br /&gt;Your love;&lt;br /&gt;yan[a]nep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7499641-3959673391724454725?l=mohammadhanif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499641/posts/default/3959673391724454725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499641/posts/default/3959673391724454725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohammadhanif.blogspot.com/2009/08/surpriseeee.html' title='SURPRISEEEE!'/><author><name>anep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17787983159215010668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='25' src='http://aycu36.webshots.com/image/13035/2005401793937817521_rs.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7499641.post-8218608549260649887</id><published>2009-07-23T23:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T23:12:50.799+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haizz.. please dun let history repeat itself..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7499641-8218608549260649887?l=mohammadhanif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499641/posts/default/8218608549260649887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499641/posts/default/8218608549260649887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohammadhanif.blogspot.com/2009/07/haizz.html' title=''/><author><name>anep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17787983159215010668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='25' src='http://aycu36.webshots.com/image/13035/2005401793937817521_rs.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7499641.post-1659844900095812350</id><published>2009-07-19T13:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T13:20:40.338+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm dead. Well not literally. Current semester really suck. I'm slacking a lot and d assignments are undone! I missed one paper, meaning i get ZERO for it. Den i've yet to hand in some assignments which i am nt planning to hand in. Damnit. Feel like nt going to skool animore. Pfft.. Arghhhh!!!hfeiwfodfgnhjsd&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7499641-1659844900095812350?l=mohammadhanif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499641/posts/default/1659844900095812350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499641/posts/default/1659844900095812350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohammadhanif.blogspot.com/2009/07/im-dead.html' title=''/><author><name>anep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17787983159215010668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='25' src='http://aycu36.webshots.com/image/13035/2005401793937817521_rs.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7499641.post-620351787441585979</id><published>2009-07-03T18:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T18:23:03.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>am curently on d bus otw hm, listening to the married man. something random. I find no interest in knowing which celebrity is going out with who. The radio was going, justin timberlake might be breaking up with his gf jessica *beal. in my head was like, who cares. so his gf is blabla. Oohhh.. They're breaking up. Ok. Soooo??? Haha.. I know i know. I'm like the odd one out here, but, c'monnn!!! Hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To yana, iloveyouLahhhhh!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7499641-620351787441585979?l=mohammadhanif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499641/posts/default/620351787441585979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499641/posts/default/620351787441585979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohammadhanif.blogspot.com/2009/07/am-curently-on-d-bus-otw-hm-listening.html' title=''/><author><name>anep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17787983159215010668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='25' src='http://aycu36.webshots.com/image/13035/2005401793937817521_rs.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7499641.post-7554382170594024020</id><published>2009-06-16T02:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T03:03:41.229+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;yanaaaa!!!! haiyooo.. this is the 2nd time someone went MIA while on the phone with me. sheeshh. was talking to yana on the phone. i asked her to blow her nose coz she was sick with fever. she said skejap. so i waited... and waited.... and waited... den heard some noise as if someone moved the phone or sumthin, then continues the silence. i waited again, then got worried. called for her, but no response. so i hung up. called her, nothing. texted her to kol or msg me asap, den tried to sleep. turn here, turn there, kept checking my phone for any messaged or missed calls. nothing. can't sleep! then i felt like shitting. so i headed to the toilet. the toilet door was halfway closed when i heard my msg ringtone. i quickly went back to my room lah. the shit suddenly like went back inside. it was her! phewhh.. called her up immediately. turned out she felt asleep. heh. poor baby. was very much relieved once i heard her voice uh. haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;aniwae, i was working at the PC Show. first time doing the show, n it was damn tiring uhh!!! haha. shouted like pfftt on the last day. i bought a new earpiece coz MY PREVIOUS EARPIECE DIEDED! pfftt.. so was looking around. saw sennheiser, but the cheapest was 99 bucks n i dun have spare cash, so went looking around again. then i saw this "metro fi" earpiece, or so  i thought. looked at for a while. cheapest one was 79 bucks. sounds like a cheapo brand earpiece, metro fi, but then i saw "designed  by Ultimate Ears". UHUHHHH... it should be a good earpiece uhh. then the promoter guy saw me. he told me that the earpiece was by ultimate ears and it costs 79 bucks. so i asked, whats the frequency range? he was like, urmm, 13 to 18 hertz. uhuhhh.. asked if he has any brochures, he doesnt have any. given out all. then i asked how long is the wire. UH, better, i can show you the earpiece. OK! haha. looked at it, got convinced enough n bought it. so after the show, went home. used my psp to try it out. first impression, i got cheated. i felt that my 49 bucks Sony earpiece worked better, coz i'm have 3 of them. maybe because it was the frequency range that was too small. ok, that was that. then THIS morning while on the way to eunos, i used my new earpiece. was listening to Electropop with my mobile. i tried blasting the music uh. guess what!?!?!??! THE EARPIECE WAS ABLE TO SUSTAIN THE BASS LAHHHH!!!! no rattling sound from the earpiece AT ALL! it was BOOM BOOM BOOM with high clarity. AWESOME!!! haha. was smiling like an idiot at je interchange being impressed by the bass of the earpiee. haha. I LOVE ULTIMATE EARS!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://ep.yimg.com/ip/I/earplugstore_2058_43380750"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 520px; height: 269px;" src="http://ep.yimg.com/ip/I/earplugstore_2058_43380750" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;(= !!!!hcumoooosuoyevoliybabanayil&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7499641-7554382170594024020?l=mohammadhanif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499641/posts/default/7554382170594024020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499641/posts/default/7554382170594024020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohammadhanif.blogspot.com/2009/06/yanaaaa-haiyooo.html' title=''/><author><name>anep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17787983159215010668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='25' src='http://aycu36.webshots.com/image/13035/2005401793937817521_rs.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7499641.post-1099726974396375188</id><published>2009-05-19T22:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T22:44:12.218+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my goodness!!! the time has finally arrived. my brother is gonna move into my room! vaddafvuck! haha. he's in p2 nw, been sleeping with my parents. as for me, i've been having comfort sleeping in my OWN room for a long time. haha. owh gaawwdd. he' on my bed right nw, with my mom tapi tk tepok. i'm on a mattress rite nw, on the floor. i need to get married soon!!! hahaha.. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yesterday i had a surprise birthday cake thing at mr teh tarik. it was supposed to be a get-together meal. after the meal tetibe klua kek dari polar. i was like, kepaler hotak lahhh!!! coz the minute i met them till before the cake came out they did NOT mention abt my bithday whatsoever. shafiq even acted as if he forgotten my birthday in school. same goes for idayu! pfftt.. tggu sms tk sampai2. haha. mother father you all! haha.. THNX SOO MUCH FOR EVERYTHING!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i think this year is gonna be the bestest year ever, having my birthday celebrated soo many times! weds going out with yana, and the weekend heading to east coast having makan2 with the cuzin and his cuzin and his friends. so, YEAYYY!! i sukerr!! hahahahaha... wohooo!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;see you tomoro babyyy!!!! =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7499641-1099726974396375188?l=mohammadhanif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499641/posts/default/1099726974396375188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499641/posts/default/1099726974396375188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohammadhanif.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-goodness-time-has-finally-arrived.html' title=''/><author><name>anep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17787983159215010668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='25' src='http://aycu36.webshots.com/image/13035/2005401793937817521_rs.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7499641.post-6510919176683853310</id><published>2009-05-18T00:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T20:10:00.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Had work just now, then met up with halim, nad and aisha. Seps was late, so he didn't get to eat the brownie!! haha. the guys surprised me with the brownie in coffee bean! sempat nyanyi plak tuuu.. haha. sungguh terharu. they asked me to make a wish while closing my eyes. so i closed  my eyes, made a wish, bukak  mater, bismillah then blow d candle. tetiber jer out of no where si nad pegi lap tu whip cream at face!!!! sungguh unexpected!! haha. wft! below are the shots and the vid. haha. 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BUT ON THE TICKET IT SAID 18 AND ABOVE! pfftt. confirm got people complain one. haizz. tired!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby, i'm very sorry for disappointing you. guess i wasn't trying my best. but syg, u did help me cut down by a lot. from up to 6 sticks a day to half of it. for that thank you so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4z0TNzgvlbQ/SgMeAMR0dEI/AAAAAAAAE84/lLoY5pVqUWQ/s1600-h/Smacks(!).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4z0TNzgvlbQ/SgMeAMR0dEI/AAAAAAAAE84/lLoY5pVqUWQ/s320/Smacks(!).jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333139372381598786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 10px;"&gt;(excuse the selenger face.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*U&lt;strike&gt;NA&lt;/strike&gt;NI&lt;strike&gt;MOUS&lt;/strike&gt; both love*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;love u.&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/7499641-3511815484938075713?l=mohammadhanif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499641/posts/default/3511815484938075713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499641/posts/default/3511815484938075713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohammadhanif.blogspot.com/2009/05/lolliflop.html' title='lolliFLOP'/><author><name>anep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17787983159215010668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='25' src='http://aycu36.webshots.com/image/13035/2005401793937817521_rs.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4z0TNzgvlbQ/SgMeAMR0dEI/AAAAAAAAE84/lLoY5pVqUWQ/s72-c/Smacks(!).jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7499641.post-1626068051708300856</id><published>2009-05-07T07:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T07:51:45.469+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Currently on d bus, enjoying some sort of smooth traffic. Coz usually theres a jam at the flyover area. There is one nw, bt sumhw its faster moving. Haha. Third week of skool n sumhw, it feels like slack mood all d time. onli sum subs get in my head, coz the other subs have either bad lectured or bad lecturers. Pfftt.. Haha. Oh well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ilyb! Mmuahhkss wtamyfh!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7499641-1626068051708300856?l=mohammadhanif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499641/posts/default/1626068051708300856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499641/posts/default/1626068051708300856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohammadhanif.blogspot.com/2009/05/currently-on-d-bus-enjoying-some-sort.html' title=''/><author><name>anep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17787983159215010668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='25' src='http://aycu36.webshots.com/image/13035/2005401793937817521_rs.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7499641.post-5339552693369782805</id><published>2009-04-23T22:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T22:13:41.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ONLINE ANYWHERE!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>I finally managed to use my E71 as a modem to get my netbook online! haha. I've been trying to do so for the past 2 days, but it doesn't seem to work. The bluetooth connection to Nokia's PC Suite wasn't very effective. Somehow i can't retrieve anything from my phone through the bluetooth connection. Then just now, i tried connecting my hp to the netbook through USB, an it works! Supports Nokia PC Suite as well as the modem function. Not only i can go online with my hp anywhere BUT i can do so with my lappy!!! hahaha. gerek perrr. 30GB of "free" data transfer for 22bucks per month. k, someone said its a waste, but hey. there are a lot of uses for it okayy. haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7499641-5339552693369782805?l=mohammadhanif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499641/posts/default/5339552693369782805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499641/posts/default/5339552693369782805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohammadhanif.blogspot.com/2009/04/online-anywhere.html' title='ONLINE ANYWHERE!!!!!!'/><author><name>anep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17787983159215010668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='25' src='http://aycu36.webshots.com/image/13035/2005401793937817521_rs.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7499641.post-7474657947011671026</id><published>2009-04-18T20:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T23:55:42.469+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Its ovaaaa!!!</title><content type='html'>Finally!!! Attachment is overr. Haha. this morning otw to werk i already felt so energetic. a sense of weight-off-my shoulder kinda thing. Haha. But i haven't get my pay. They forgot to ask the accountant to do mine. Haha. Good people i met, as well as stingy customers. Haiyoh! Down to an item that costs only 50 cents. Rabaksxzsxzsxz.. I'm having the next weekend off, then get back to my previous werk.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7499641-7474657947011671026?l=mohammadhanif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499641/posts/default/7474657947011671026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499641/posts/default/7474657947011671026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohammadhanif.blogspot.com/2009/04/its-ovaaaa.html' title='Its ovaaaa!!!'/><author><name>anep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17787983159215010668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='25' src='http://aycu36.webshots.com/image/13035/2005401793937817521_rs.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7499641.post-6793399461519487598</id><published>2009-04-16T21:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T22:17:45.472+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SLENGER NYERRRR</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4z0TNzgvlbQ/Sec9i29_ghI/AAAAAAAAE3Q/_uAxkeWP5ow/s1600-h/ECP+Swimming+3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4z0TNzgvlbQ/Sec9i29_ghI/AAAAAAAAE3Q/_uAxkeWP5ow/s320/ECP+Swimming+3.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325292753469276690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4z0TNzgvlbQ/Sec9i7MC8XI/AAAAAAAAE3I/DJqeLAG5EOM/s1600-h/ECP+Swimming+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4z0TNzgvlbQ/Sec9i7MC8XI/AAAAAAAAE3I/DJqeLAG5EOM/s320/ECP+Swimming+2.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325292754601963890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4z0TNzgvlbQ/Sec9i1Xdw9I/AAAAAAAAE3A/9Gr20Itt3wc/s1600-h/ECP+Swimming+1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4z0TNzgvlbQ/Sec9i1Xdw9I/AAAAAAAAE3A/9Gr20Itt3wc/s320/ECP+Swimming+1.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325292753039246290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know i know. my face is pathetically selenger like FUCK. ahahahaha.. this was taken during kak nana's b'dae bbq at ECP. Wohooo!!!! (excuse the senget pic. lazy to rotate uhh)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7499641-6793399461519487598?l=mohammadhanif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499641/posts/default/6793399461519487598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499641/posts/default/6793399461519487598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohammadhanif.blogspot.com/2009/04/slenger-nyerrrr.html' title='SLENGER NYERRRR'/><author><name>anep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17787983159215010668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='25' src='http://aycu36.webshots.com/image/13035/2005401793937817521_rs.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4z0TNzgvlbQ/Sec9i29_ghI/AAAAAAAAE3Q/_uAxkeWP5ow/s72-c/ECP+Swimming+3.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7499641.post-8877120631044747693</id><published>2009-04-09T09:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T09:57:43.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>change is always up and around. so it's been some time since i drop by the east side. some things have changed. like, ben n jerry's ice cream at whitesands is no more, the old toilet at tamps mrt is no more as well as the old toilet at pasir ris mrt!!!!! wahliaoehhhh!!!! on both occasion i was looking for the toilet of course. funny thing is the toilet at pasir ris is now an fnb outlet. wtf rite?!?!?!?! hahahahha. eating in a used-to-be toilet. something like that. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ONE MORE FRIGGIN WEEK YAWWWWWW!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7499641-8877120631044747693?l=mohammadhanif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499641/posts/default/8877120631044747693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499641/posts/default/8877120631044747693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohammadhanif.blogspot.com/2009/04/change-is-always-up-and-around.html' title=''/><author><name>anep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17787983159215010668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='25' src='http://aycu36.webshots.com/image/13035/2005401793937817521_rs.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7499641.post-6444791995777196714</id><published>2009-04-05T20:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T20:46:28.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>After working for quite some time in IT retail, i'd like to highlight two most mispronounced brands.&lt;br /&gt;1) Scandisk - a popular memory brand yet its brand is pronounced wrong. It's supposed to be Sandisk. No 'c' in the brand sandisk.&lt;br /&gt;2) Linksky - another popular brand even with a wrong pronunciation. It is linksys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haiyooo....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7499641-6444791995777196714?l=mohammadhanif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499641/posts/default/6444791995777196714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499641/posts/default/6444791995777196714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohammadhanif.blogspot.com/2009/04/after-working-for-quite-some-time-in-it.html' title=''/><author><name>anep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17787983159215010668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='25' src='http://aycu36.webshots.com/image/13035/2005401793937817521_rs.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7499641.post-7580829704646264535</id><published>2009-04-01T00:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T00:16:56.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>DUET GAJI DAH MASOK!!!!! hua hua hua...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to that someone, happy 20th birthday. may Allah bless you with health and happiness always. take care.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7499641-7580829704646264535?l=mohammadhanif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499641/posts/default/7580829704646264535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499641/posts/default/7580829704646264535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohammadhanif.blogspot.com/2009/04/duet-gaji-dah-masok-hua-hua-hua.html' title=''/><author><name>anep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17787983159215010668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='25' src='http://aycu36.webshots.com/image/13035/2005401793937817521_rs.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7499641.post-938164766324140760</id><published>2009-03-24T02:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T23:57:41.428+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Saturday was meetup day with the guys. My first official outing after three weeks of attachment! haha. Eventhough it was only for a while, it was fun uh. We went to the esplanade, as usual. Got to catch this funk band(i think) playing. Cool music I tell you. And also i realised the usefulness of the manual mode. Once i thought that as long as i get the shutter speed right, i'd be able to get a good picture, but it turned out othewise. I even tried with a large aperture, but the pic still turned out bad. So i decided to go manual, selected the largest aperture and adjusted the shots to an appropriate brightness with respect to the stage lighting by changing the shutter speed. And it works. Haha. Was able to get a couple clear and nicely lit images like the ones below. So aniwae, after the perfomance we headed to Marina Square for food. Qi Ji was closed, so we had to settle for this "grilled" food stall. It was ok uhh. First time i tasted curry which tastes nothing like curry. hahahaha. below are some shots uhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4z0TNzgvlbQ/ScfQzYCiZAI/AAAAAAAAE0s/vx7KvznKj84/s1600-h/IMG_1961.JPG"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4z0TNzgvlbQ/ScfQzYCiZAI/AAAAAAAAE0s/vx7KvznKj84/s320/IMG_1961.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4z0TNzgvlbQ/ScfQ0QzRpPI/AAAAAAAAE00/fmkTVBtNTEQ/s1600-h/IMG_1997.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4z0TNzgvlbQ/ScfQ0QzRpPI/AAAAAAAAE00/fmkTVBtNTEQ/s320/IMG_1997.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;I don't know who she is. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4z0TNzgvlbQ/ScfQ0uB8W0I/AAAAAAAAE08/o69g3MuaY0I/s1600-h/IMG_2041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4z0TNzgvlbQ/ScfQ0uB8W0I/AAAAAAAAE08/o69g3MuaY0I/s320/IMG_2041.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;blur shot, wasted, but the idea was there. ahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4z0TNzgvlbQ/ScfQ0oqo2KI/AAAAAAAAE1E/HKEwRdsXoUQ/s1600-h/IMG_2044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4z0TNzgvlbQ/ScfQ0oqo2KI/AAAAAAAAE1E/HKEwRdsXoUQ/s320/IMG_2044.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only four pics coz PICASA CAN ONLY UPLOAD $ PICS AT A TIME EVEN IF YOU SELECTED MORE!&lt;br /&gt;Pfffffftttttttttt....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear:both; text-align:CENTER"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" alt="Posted by Picasa" style="border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7499641-938164766324140760?l=mohammadhanif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499641/posts/default/938164766324140760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499641/posts/default/938164766324140760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohammadhanif.blogspot.com/2009/03/yanaaaa-i-still-havent-sleep-haha.html' title=''/><author><name>anep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17787983159215010668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='25' src='http://aycu36.webshots.com/image/13035/2005401793937817521_rs.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4z0TNzgvlbQ/ScfQzYCiZAI/AAAAAAAAE0s/vx7KvznKj84/s72-c/IMG_1961.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7499641.post-1665349236345017341</id><published>2009-03-22T19:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T19:55:35.917+08:00</updated><title type='text'>three more FUCKING weeks!!!!</title><content type='html'>three more weeks of attachment. Haiyooo. Something happened at werk just nw. Got scolded, sort of, for nt picking up the phone and packing the stuff while i was free. I said back uh, u asked me to stand there, so i did. Like usual, was looking at customers if they need help. I didnt realise the phone rang. I told her i'm sori. I didnt hear it ring. I didnt mean for this confrontation with her. Then she said, ur hardworking. Only if ur hardworking in confronting. i was like, what the fuck is that supposed to mean. After that "thing", theres no more chatting with her. All conversation with her is work-related. Wahliaoehhh.. Fuck sak. three more weeks. I'm nt even hoping things will get better. I just want to finish this thing, n i'm done. Pfftt... Nabeii...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7499641-1665349236345017341?l=mohammadhanif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499641/posts/default/1665349236345017341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499641/posts/default/1665349236345017341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohammadhanif.blogspot.com/2009/03/three-more-fucking-weeks.html' title='three more FUCKING weeks!!!!'/><author><name>anep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17787983159215010668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='25' src='http://aycu36.webshots.com/image/13035/2005401793937817521_rs.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7499641.post-2478745999304628496</id><published>2009-03-19T22:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T22:44:44.068+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm sick! pfft.. went to work just now with 4 packets of tissue. ended up buying another 4 coz my nose was dripping like a tap! haizz. the cold is one thing, the dust at work is another. haiyaaaa.&lt;div&gt;i might not be heading to werk tomoro.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Somebody saaaaaaaaveeee meeeee"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7499641-2478745999304628496?l=mohammadhanif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499641/posts/default/2478745999304628496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499641/posts/default/2478745999304628496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohammadhanif.blogspot.com/2009/03/im-sick-pfft.html' title=''/><author><name>anep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17787983159215010668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='25' src='http://aycu36.webshots.com/image/13035/2005401793937817521_rs.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7499641.post-246548911539071060</id><published>2009-03-15T01:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T01:16:23.519+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I SUPPORT GOOGLE CHROME! DOWNLOAD, INSTALL AND USE GOOGLE CHROME!&lt;div&gt;(free advertisement for google) haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;smoking is an addiction! hard to kick it away. haha. once i didn't smoke for a day, took a puff at night, then it was all goyyang goyyang... haha. smoking is one money robbing addiction i tell you. been trying to stop, but got so used to it lahh. like, walking to the bus stop, taking a break from werk, getting the stress off. it helps uhh, in a way, by exchanging 5 mins of your life every time. haha. i'm gonna try NOT smoke today. god help me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7499641-246548911539071060?l=mohammadhanif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499641/posts/default/246548911539071060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499641/posts/default/246548911539071060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohammadhanif.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-support-google-chrome-download.html' title=''/><author><name>anep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17787983159215010668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='25' src='http://aycu36.webshots.com/image/13035/2005401793937817521_rs.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7499641.post-3975938935634801673</id><published>2009-03-10T01:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T11:17:29.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;kecoh keperrrrr.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;just posting some old shots for fun, which are the bottom three.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;this is my netbook. don't know if i've posted abt it or not. but check out the label. its CORE 2 &lt;u&gt;QUAD&lt;/u&gt;!!!!! hahaha.. i wish.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4z0TNzgvlbQ/SbVTomOBsHI/AAAAAAAAEuc/VkxMIF0z72s/s1600-h/~Dots180.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4z0TNzgvlbQ/SbVTomOBsHI/AAAAAAAAEuc/VkxMIF0z72s/s320/~Dots180.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311243292472619122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;if you ignore the stoink face of mine, you can see a rainbow in the background.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4z0TNzgvlbQ/SbVTn3HFl0I/AAAAAAAAEuU/ecp6K2xhJyU/s1600-h/~Dots175.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4z0TNzgvlbQ/SbVTn3HFl0I/AAAAAAAAEuU/ecp6K2xhJyU/s320/~Dots175.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311243279827048258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;k this was taken during year one of poly, at seps' skool&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4z0TNzgvlbQ/SbVTnUcSAZI/AAAAAAAAEuM/JskbO1OTpbU/s1600-h/kengkawan+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4z0TNzgvlbQ/SbVTnUcSAZI/AAAAAAAAEuM/JskbO1OTpbU/s320/kengkawan+010.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311243270520701330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;this is the post-o'levels time when everyone is enjoying their no-skool days&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(sume kental2 as always)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4z0TNzgvlbQ/SbVTm7YgGiI/AAAAAAAAEuE/6uhVR_zrqPU/s1600-h/6th+month-sary+celeb.+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4z0TNzgvlbQ/SbVTm7YgGiI/AAAAAAAAEuE/6uhVR_zrqPU/s320/6th+month-sary+celeb.+002.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311243263793961506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;this is at a factory. its either in the morning or at night, shagged or tired.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4z0TNzgvlbQ/SbVTmtuLIKI/AAAAAAAAEt8/K5BPyMfl2dM/s1600-h/DSC01149.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4z0TNzgvlbQ/SbVTmtuLIKI/AAAAAAAAEt8/K5BPyMfl2dM/s320/DSC01149.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311243260126765218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;siallahhhhh.... takde keje kaperr... otak sort ehh??? pfftt... sadded...&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/7499641-3975938935634801673?l=mohammadhanif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499641/posts/default/3975938935634801673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499641/posts/default/3975938935634801673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohammadhanif.blogspot.com/2009/03/kecoh-keperrrrr.html' title=''/><author><name>anep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17787983159215010668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='25' src='http://aycu36.webshots.com/image/13035/2005401793937817521_rs.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4z0TNzgvlbQ/SbVTomOBsHI/AAAAAAAAEuc/VkxMIF0z72s/s72-c/~Dots180.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7499641.post-2212902884264146942</id><published>2009-03-07T20:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T20:44:50.519+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>maner plaaaaak dekni pegi nie. MIA lagik. Haiyooo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One week of attachment done by tomoro, 5 more weeks to go. I've learnt a lot uh. Got to know that IT retailing is not as simple as it seems, for the store owner. Knowledge of products is one thing, marketing knowledge is another. You dun just buy and sell. Its all tied to the U.S. currency. Today might be 35 dollars, tomoro might be 45. Wahliaooehhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm on d bus btw. Been using my phone to get online a lot lately. Confirm gprs charges will spike up. Bad thing is the phone is quite slow at loading siaa. Pfftt...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tired lahhhhhh.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7499641-2212902884264146942?l=mohammadhanif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499641/posts/default/2212902884264146942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499641/posts/default/2212902884264146942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohammadhanif.blogspot.com/2009/03/maner-plaaaaak-dekni-pegi-nie.html' title=''/><author><name>anep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17787983159215010668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='25' src='http://aycu36.webshots.com/image/13035/2005401793937817521_rs.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7499641.post-2831025319096360348</id><published>2009-03-06T22:36:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T22:41:51.971+08:00</updated><title type='text'>holding a long stick between my legs on d train</title><content type='html'>am currently on d train towards ecp. finally, proper fishing after some time. Finished werk at 8 just nw, headed home, prepped and headed out. Here i am. Haha. Harap2 malam nie tak hujaaaannn!!!!!! HAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aniwae, MJT, vhere have jou beenzz???????&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7499641-2831025319096360348?l=mohammadhanif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499641/posts/default/2831025319096360348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499641/posts/default/2831025319096360348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohammadhanif.blogspot.com/2009/03/holding-long-stick-between-my-legs-on-d.html' title='holding a long stick between my legs on d train'/><author><name>anep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17787983159215010668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='25' src='http://aycu36.webshots.com/image/13035/2005401793937817521_rs.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7499641.post-7517225077288898723</id><published>2009-03-02T10:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T10:44:06.649+08:00</updated><title type='text'>technology turned us into idiots</title><content type='html'>I'm currently on the bus otw to sim lim for attachment. Behind me is this foreign worker dood who was sharing his phone convo with everyone on the bus! Talking on the phone so loudly as if the person on the other side can't hear him. He reminded me of this china woman i saw yesterday. While heading for the bus interchange suddenly i heard a female voice scolding some one. Turned out to be this china woman, scolding someone ON THE TELEPHONE!!! wtf rite. Crazy siaa, holding the phone to her mouth then scold2 out loud. Haiyoooo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7499641-7517225077288898723?l=mohammadhanif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499641/posts/default/7517225077288898723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499641/posts/default/7517225077288898723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohammadhanif.blogspot.com/2009/03/technology-turned-us-into-idiots.html' title='technology turned us into idiots'/><author><name>anep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17787983159215010668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='25' src='http://aycu36.webshots.com/image/13035/2005401793937817521_rs.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7499641.post-5448744029008026833</id><published>2009-03-01T23:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T00:20:10.338+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what i did today - a request by miss MJT</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4z0TNzgvlbQ/Saq1gVRgW6I/AAAAAAAAEts/Rie4VZNqH_w/s1600-h/moment+of+gayness.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I went down to the basketball court this morning coz the guys were having a game(as always). game of soccer eh, not basketball. Like usual, all are supposed to meet at 10 BUT arrive like an hour later. sunds ye bdk2. while the guys were playing soccer, I was bz snapping them. Practice lah eh katekan. Next, I taught shafiq how to use a DSLR cam. My second student! =)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After soccer-cum-shoot2thingy, me shafiq and seps(aka puqemak) headed to Jurong Point. That place is like huge lah. I like how they planned the basement. Coolness sehh. Oh ya, the agenda was to get polo tees for attachment and shafiq to cut his hair. So while shafiq was getting his hair cut, me and seps went shopping. Pusing2 that whole jp lahhhh. In the end I got two polo tees from John Little. Purchase at least 30bucks on first item, get 50% disc. on the second item. cool rite??? haha. just so happens that after getting the polo tee, shafiq was done. then, we headed home lorrr...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tu jerrrr...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh ya, i name this shot, "moment of gayness". Goodnight!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4z0TNzgvlbQ/Saq1gVRgW6I/AAAAAAAAEts/Rie4VZNqH_w/s320/moment+of+gayness.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308254677880560546" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 320px; " /&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/7499641-5448744029008026833?l=mohammadhanif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499641/posts/default/5448744029008026833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499641/posts/default/5448744029008026833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohammadhanif.blogspot.com/2009/03/what-i-did-today-request-by-miss-mjt.html' title='&lt;u&gt;what i did today - a request by miss MJT&lt;/u&gt;'/><author><name>anep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17787983159215010668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='25' src='http://aycu36.webshots.com/image/13035/2005401793937817521_rs.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4z0TNzgvlbQ/Saq1gVRgW6I/AAAAAAAAEts/Rie4VZNqH_w/s72-c/moment+of+gayness.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7499641.post-5704705332528678605</id><published>2009-03-01T00:46:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T02:32:01.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'>back to square one</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4z0TNzgvlbQ/SamBYlDpw4I/AAAAAAAAElg/qjzGpzHDG1A/s1600-h/IMG_1642.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;suddenly I feel like i'm back to square one. haiyooo.&lt;div&gt;current playlist on repeat: AFI (on shuffle)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;aniwae, just came back from town. RAIN RAIN RAIN. alhamdulillah. haha. should have worn jeans instead of berms. i waited for one friggin hour lahh, tunggu2 the binatangs(while having a heart donation STICKER on my neck! i placed  it on my bag strap. tk tau how it can stick to my neck. paiseh siollll) two of them got a reason for coming late uh. the other two, haiyaaa. n'tah lahhh. NT PUNCTUAL! tsk3.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we headed towards raffles, then to lau pa sat. akmal came and we ordered. the meal was okok. overall ten bucks each, very worth it in my opinion.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;pastu headed to esepelenade. got this pop-punkish band playing. sori kalau salah genre ye. then lepak pat raffles nyer starbucks. halim got a free frappe coz no one came for their order. puqewak! tk senonoh. then then, headed home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AND ON THE TRAIN AKMAL ACCIDENTALLY HIT MY CAMERA LENS ONTO THE RAILING LAHHHHHHHH. sadded siol. i was silent for nearly a minute, to accept what had just hapened. yikes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;this is halim. hahahaha. scarryyyy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4z0TNzgvlbQ/SamApz9S2cI/AAAAAAAAElY/v5O3wXfDLxU/s1600-h/IMG_1539.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4z0TNzgvlbQ/SamApeMhYoI/AAAAAAAAElQ/UreEVOSOTCc/s1600-h/IMG_1609.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4z0TNzgvlbQ/SamApeMhYoI/AAAAAAAAElQ/UreEVOSOTCc/s320/IMG_1609.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307915085801415298" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;nad and her friend&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4z0TNzgvlbQ/SamAohBqgQI/AAAAAAAAElI/HNdWJ4qyu8I/s1600-h/IMG_1608.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4z0TNzgvlbQ/SamAohBqgQI/AAAAAAAAElI/HNdWJ4qyu8I/s320/IMG_1608.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307915069381312770" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;mimi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4z0TNzgvlbQ/SamAoP-3r1I/AAAAAAAAElA/9VjxxhQCucU/s1600-h/IMG_1606.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4z0TNzgvlbQ/SamAoP-3r1I/AAAAAAAAElA/9VjxxhQCucU/s320/IMG_1606.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307915064806190930" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;shafiq&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4z0TNzgvlbQ/SamAnm7SKII/AAAAAAAAEk4/qdmdHoyjJgg/s1600-h/IMG_1605.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4z0TNzgvlbQ/SamAnm7SKII/AAAAAAAAEk4/qdmdHoyjJgg/s320/IMG_1605.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307915053785294978" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;akmal &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4z0TNzgvlbQ/SamBYlDpw4I/AAAAAAAAElg/qjzGpzHDG1A/s1600-h/IMG_1642.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4z0TNzgvlbQ/SamBYlDpw4I/AAAAAAAAElg/qjzGpzHDG1A/s320/IMG_1642.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307915895097115522" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;group shot! (akmal shot this, he was nt in the photo uhh.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4z0TNzgvlbQ/SamApz9S2cI/AAAAAAAAElY/v5O3wXfDLxU/s320/IMG_1539.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307915091643128258" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;hopefully tomoro things will get settled and we'll get over this misunderstanding. and monday i'll start my attachment at sim lim. do drop by people!!! it'll be a boring 6 weeks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7499641-5704705332528678605?l=mohammadhanif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499641/posts/default/5704705332528678605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499641/posts/default/5704705332528678605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohammadhanif.blogspot.com/2009/03/back-to-square-one.html' title='back to square one'/><author><name>anep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17787983159215010668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='25' src='http://aycu36.webshots.com/image/13035/2005401793937817521_rs.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4z0TNzgvlbQ/SamApeMhYoI/AAAAAAAAElQ/UreEVOSOTCc/s72-c/IMG_1609.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7499641.post-1711679171313248817</id><published>2009-02-26T00:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T00:46:56.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wohoooo!!!! Thnx a lot a lot to Farinna for her shots of me! =)&lt;br /&gt;I've never been into taking self-shots uh, so getting my pics from someone is something I always look forward to. heh. THNX RONAH!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4z0TNzgvlbQ/SaV0KRvSpuI/AAAAAAAAEkA/g4nMk7nsehQ/s1600-h/D1010006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 216px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4z0TNzgvlbQ/SaV0KRvSpuI/AAAAAAAAEkA/g4nMk7nsehQ/s320/D1010006.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306775455835268834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;burok kan? burok kan? nyehehehehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4z0TNzgvlbQ/SaV0J9MzChI/AAAAAAAAEj4/DRG8gcT6hU0/s1600-h/D1000010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4z0TNzgvlbQ/SaV0J9MzChI/AAAAAAAAEj4/DRG8gcT6hU0/s320/D1000010.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306775450321881618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;this shot's cool&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4z0TNzgvlbQ/SaV0JYMJiFI/AAAAAAAAEjw/dYad01SRXk0/s1600-h/D1000008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4z0TNzgvlbQ/SaV0JYMJiFI/AAAAAAAAEjw/dYad01SRXk0/s320/D1000008.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306775440387049554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;thats me and wani&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gif" alt="Align Center" border="0" class="gl_align_center" /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4z0TNzgvlbQ/SaV0JDYIV0I/AAAAAAAAEjo/okWQrWmHXeU/s1600-h/D1000007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4z0TNzgvlbQ/SaV0JDYIV0I/AAAAAAAAEjo/okWQrWmHXeU/s320/D1000007.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306775434800158530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4z0TNzgvlbQ/SaV0In8DQyI/AAAAAAAAEjg/Z0K4oLxODSQ/s1600-h/D1000003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4z0TNzgvlbQ/SaV0In8DQyI/AAAAAAAAEjg/Z0K4oLxODSQ/s320/D1000003.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306775427434627874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;hahahahha.....&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/7499641-1711679171313248817?l=mohammadhanif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499641/posts/default/1711679171313248817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499641/posts/default/1711679171313248817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohammadhanif.blogspot.com/2009/02/wohoooo-thnx-lot-lot-to-farinna-for-her.html' title=''/><author><name>anep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17787983159215010668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='25' src='http://aycu36.webshots.com/image/13035/2005401793937817521_rs.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4z0TNzgvlbQ/SaV0KRvSpuI/AAAAAAAAEkA/g4nMk7nsehQ/s72-c/D1010006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7499641.post-6122568159712250413</id><published>2009-02-24T19:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T19:21:40.917+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what luck!?!?!?!</title><content type='html'>SHAHILAH!!!!! Told you I fell that time in skool rite. TADI JATOH LAGI LAH SEHHHH. Pat tanggga plak nie!!! ahahahhaha..... wahliaooooehhhhh..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7499641-6122568159712250413?l=mohammadhanif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499641/posts/default/6122568159712250413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499641/posts/default/6122568159712250413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohammadhanif.blogspot.com/2009/02/what-luck.html' title='what luck!?!?!?!'/><author><name>anep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17787983159215010668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='25' src='http://aycu36.webshots.com/image/13035/2005401793937817521_rs.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7499641.post-5180413628549962544</id><published>2009-02-22T11:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T12:49:00.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'>up-to-date</title><content type='html'>TWO MORE PAPERS!&lt;br /&gt;I've been in school from morning till night for the past few days, revising for my papers. After the last paper, I have two days of "holiday" because for the next six weeks I'm gonna have my attachment. Meaning, one day off which is on a weekday. I need to go out! Somewhere anywhere, as long as its out. Haiyooo. My camera has been sitting in the drybox for quite some time already. Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4z0TNzgvlbQ/SaDMJoSA3bI/AAAAAAAAEjM/2TvsN5u5MKU/s1600-h/Love.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4z0TNzgvlbQ/SaDMJoSA3bI/AAAAAAAAEjM/2TvsN5u5MKU/s320/Love.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305464826846305714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I submitted this photo for an online contest at &lt;a href="http://lovedigitally.funan.com.sg"&gt;http://lovedigitally.funan.com.sg&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the thing is, for your photo to be judged your photo has to be in the top ten voted photos. Rules are rules, and thats how the organizer wants it done. But I feel that the rule is unfair to photographers who submitted their photo in but are unable to get enough votes to get their shot into the top ten because they might not have enough contacts to ask for votes. Some shots really deserve to be judged like one by suhaimi abdullah. If the shot didn't get judged, it's just a good as handing over a good-shot over to the organizer FOR FREE. Get what I mean? Then they can use the photo for commercial use without the need to pay for the shots.&lt;br /&gt;If you have spare time and like my shot above, please vote for my shot aite. =)&lt;br /&gt;The photo's serial number is &lt;b&gt;1234714631222&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THNX!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(For that certain person who msged me asking if I was ok)&lt;br /&gt;C'mon, I told you not to message me unless its "something important" or you really really need to contact me. Many times. If I'm not doing ok, messaging me is only gonna make it worse. I know you meant good, but please. And some more, that bugger rang me. Does he have an issue with unknown numbers or what. What the heck. Like you said, you do your thing I do mine. Thats what you wanted, not me. So just, forget about me. Use the neuralyzer if you need to. Ok? Stay cheerful and bubbly always, TBB. Take care, gdbye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7499641-5180413628549962544?l=mohammadhanif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499641/posts/default/5180413628549962544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499641/posts/default/5180413628549962544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohammadhanif.blogspot.com/2009/02/up-to-date.html' title='up-to-date'/><author><name>anep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17787983159215010668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='25' src='http://aycu36.webshots.com/image/13035/2005401793937817521_rs.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4z0TNzgvlbQ/SaDMJoSA3bI/AAAAAAAAEjM/2TvsN5u5MKU/s72-c/Love.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7499641.post-7287484505868190292</id><published>2009-02-21T07:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T07:49:40.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sheeshhhh...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7499641-7287484505868190292?l=mohammadhanif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499641/posts/default/7287484505868190292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499641/posts/default/7287484505868190292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohammadhanif.blogspot.com/2009/02/never-have-i-been-worried-sick-in-my.html' title=''/><author><name>anep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17787983159215010668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='25' src='http://aycu36.webshots.com/image/13035/2005401793937817521_rs.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7499641.post-6012706350215658663</id><published>2009-02-16T13:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T13:42:02.064+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>anep, get the FUCKING PAST out of your fucking head!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Drkehufjgirkewskjfgduvhisuhidusmwhvdsuffhwufhewurddhkfvgjkewlfjdh-v*sjcndhjv&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7499641-6012706350215658663?l=mohammadhanif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499641/posts/default/6012706350215658663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499641/posts/default/6012706350215658663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohammadhanif.blogspot.com/2009/02/anep-get-fucking-past-out-of-your.html' title=''/><author><name>anep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17787983159215010668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='25' src='http://aycu36.webshots.com/image/13035/2005401793937817521_rs.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7499641.post-6230808222827679329</id><published>2009-02-13T18:38:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T19:34:56.275+08:00</updated><title type='text'>serious shit</title><content type='html'>it's been one hectic day, but the true hecticity has yet to come.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday, thursday:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;9.30 am: arrived for maths class. late, but on time for attendance.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;10am     : free time. did CATIA assignment and revised a bit of AMP at the com lab.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1pm&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;       : CATIA test. think i can pass, but not ace it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3.20 pm: Test ended, headed to EEE building for AMP test.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4.15&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; pm: Sat for AMP test.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5.15 pm: Test ended. i got 31 over 60. headed to the library.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6pm      : Headed for diploma plus class. OOD. started on assignment due the next day(just now).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8pm      : Class ended, headed home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;11pm    : Headed back to school for overnight mugging with k-man.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5.10am: Got my first doze after more that 24hours. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6.20am: Woke up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;645am: Headed to MacDonalds for breakfast.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7.30am: Went home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;---NO SLEEP---&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;9.50am: Headed back to school to finish up OOD assignment and CATIA assignment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;---Head cracking session to finish up that program and loads of troubleshooting---&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3.30pm: Headed to Sim Lim Square to get back my attachment form. I'm applied for attachment at one of the stores.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4pm     : Arrived at Bugis&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;---took form---&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4.50pm: Headed for school&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5pm     : Back in school&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;---Called two lecturers. None picked up---&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5.15pm: Met up with Syazzo, Lonah and Lugong at Foodcourt 5&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5.20pm: Lecturer A called. I rushed to his office and did a small presentation of the program&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;---When I got there, Lecturer B called me. Told him i'll be in his office in 15 mins---&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5.dunno what time: rushed back to Foodcourt 5, took my ITP form and rushed to t17; Lecturer B's office.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;---Went back to Foodcourt 5---&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7.33pm: Pressed the Publish Post button, packed up and headed home.(which is the time now)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BUBYE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7499641-6230808222827679329?l=mohammadhanif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499641/posts/default/6230808222827679329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499641/posts/default/6230808222827679329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohammadhanif.blogspot.com/2009/02/serious-shit.html' title='serious shit'/><author><name>anep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17787983159215010668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='25' src='http://aycu36.webshots.com/image/13035/2005401793937817521_rs.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7499641.post-7920690617304322879</id><published>2009-02-07T00:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T00:33:43.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'>boreeddddd</title><content type='html'>remember that neuralyzer thing from MIB where you can use it to erase certain parts of your memory from the past. yah, i need to get one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7499641-7920690617304322879?l=mohammadhanif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499641/posts/default/7920690617304322879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499641/posts/default/7920690617304322879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohammadhanif.blogspot.com/2009/02/boreeddddd.html' title='boreeddddd'/><author><name>anep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17787983159215010668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='25' src='http://aycu36.webshots.com/image/13035/2005401793937817521_rs.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7499641.post-4476487088641907252</id><published>2009-02-04T22:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T22:37:52.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sentosa Flowers</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; "&gt;Went to Sentosa some time back for Sentosa Flowers with the three peeps below. Ronah, Dugong and Wani. I'm not into flowers uh. Have never tried a proper "flower shooting" before, but the outing was quite a mouthfull, with flowers everywhere! It was fun uh shooting flowers. haha. Took a lot of shots. Those two at the bottom are the once I like. It was a nice experience uh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4z0TNzgvlbQ/SYmi9ZsVSbI/AAAAAAAAEg0/MhJKnzw_4V4/s1600-h/IMG_1035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4z0TNzgvlbQ/SYmi9ZsVSbI/AAAAAAAAEg0/MhJKnzw_4V4/s320/IMG_1035.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;"&gt;- for this shot, the idea was to take those binatangs at the back &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;"&gt;with the flowers as foreground. spontaneous idea that came up uh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;"&gt;i think the shot can be improved.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4z0TNzgvlbQ/SYmi9QYSVYI/AAAAAAAAEg8/rWsodfOcjZY/s1600-h/IMG_1044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4z0TNzgvlbQ/SYmi9QYSVYI/AAAAAAAAEg8/rWsodfOcjZY/s320/IMG_1044.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;"&gt;- this one was taken with a 50mm. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;"&gt;the usual focused front area with blurred background.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;"&gt;i like how focused and sharf the red flower is in the shot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4z0TNzgvlbQ/SYmi9aEOeEI/AAAAAAAAEhE/ipLkOg3Yh4A/s1600-h/IMG_1116.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4z0TNzgvlbQ/SYmi9aEOeEI/AAAAAAAAEhE/ipLkOg3Yh4A/s320/IMG_1116.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;"&gt;- not sure what the purple flowers are called, but this one&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;"&gt;i wanted to show different coloured flowers with the purple one as a main one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4z0TNzgvlbQ/SYmi9pbi4mI/AAAAAAAAEhM/xm3zoxecwJE/s1600-h/IMG_1244.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4z0TNzgvlbQ/SYmi9pbi4mI/AAAAAAAAEhM/xm3zoxecwJE/s320/IMG_1244.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;"&gt;- finally at the end of the day, up on top of the tower on the southern-most&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;"&gt;part of south-east asia, took this shot. if the clouds weren't covering the sun much, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;"&gt;i think i'd make a perfet shot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;"&gt;The End.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;"&gt;Thnx for reading.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear:both; text-align:CENTER"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" alt="Posted by Picasa" style="border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7499641-4476487088641907252?l=mohammadhanif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499641/posts/default/4476487088641907252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499641/posts/default/4476487088641907252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohammadhanif.blogspot.com/2009/02/blog-post.html' title='Sentosa Flowers'/><author><name>anep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17787983159215010668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='25' src='http://aycu36.webshots.com/image/13035/2005401793937817521_rs.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4z0TNzgvlbQ/SYmi9ZsVSbI/AAAAAAAAEg0/MhJKnzw_4V4/s72-c/IMG_1035.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7499641.post-9190195007724706356</id><published>2009-02-02T20:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T20:21:45.474+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>CAN SOMEONE STOP BROWSING MY FREAKING PROFILE!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7499641-9190195007724706356?l=mohammadhanif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499641/posts/default/9190195007724706356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499641/posts/default/9190195007724706356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohammadhanif.blogspot.com/2009/02/can-someone-stop-browsing-my-freaking.html' title=''/><author><name>anep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17787983159215010668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='25' src='http://aycu36.webshots.com/image/13035/2005401793937817521_rs.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7499641.post-3689341062199911299</id><published>2009-01-29T23:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T23:24:19.141+08:00</updated><title type='text'>503 posts</title><content type='html'>Didn't realise I've passed the 500 posts mark. I think this blog is some sort of my journal uh, even though it was not quite maintained. This blog contains all my past accounts since sec 4, i think. Well, one day I hope print it all out and keep it like a proper hard copy journal. I never like writing anyway. So, if i were to be writing a journal, then there will be liquid paper everywhere. oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been some time since I've enrolled for a 2b license but I have yet attended practical lessons. Gonna have my first pract. this coming week, hopefully. Exams are coming, revision shall start next together with normal lessons as well as assignments due on the last week of skool. What a schedule. Bla bla bla. Complain complain complain. Pfffftttt....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7499641-3689341062199911299?l=mohammadhanif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499641/posts/default/3689341062199911299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499641/posts/default/3689341062199911299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohammadhanif.blogspot.com/2009/01/503-posts.html' title='503 posts'/><author><name>anep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17787983159215010668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='25' src='http://aycu36.webshots.com/image/13035/2005401793937817521_rs.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7499641.post-3295028761709494511</id><published>2009-01-21T21:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T00:10:02.097+08:00</updated><title type='text'>musique</title><content type='html'>Beyonce is my next love! Haha. Been hearing this song for quite some time on the radio, but i didn't expect Beyonce to be singin' it. I've never heard Beyonce singing with a band behind here lah, so this song is like, wow. Anyway, every song has its own meaning and we all have our own experiences to relate it with. Coolnes huh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beyonce - If I Were Boy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I were a boy even just for a day&lt;br /&gt;I'd roll out of bed in the morning&lt;br /&gt;And throw on what I wanted&lt;br /&gt;And go drink beer with the guys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And chase after girls&lt;br /&gt;I'd kick it with who I wanted&lt;br /&gt;And I'd never get confronted for it&lt;br /&gt;'Cause they stick up for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I were a boy&lt;br /&gt;I think I could understand&lt;br /&gt;How it feels to love a girl&lt;br /&gt;I swear I'd be a better man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd listen to her&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I know how it hurts&lt;br /&gt;When you lose the one you wanted&lt;br /&gt;'Cause he's taking you for granted&lt;br /&gt;And everything you had got destroyed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I were a boy&lt;br /&gt;I would turn off my phone&lt;br /&gt;Tell everyone it's broken&lt;br /&gt;So they'd think that I was sleeping alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd put myself first&lt;br /&gt;And make the rules as I go&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I know that she'd be faithful&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for me to come home, to come home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I were a boy&lt;br /&gt;I think I could understand&lt;br /&gt;How it feels to love a girl&lt;br /&gt;I swear I'd be a better man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd listen to her&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I know how it hurts&lt;br /&gt;When you lose the one you wanted&lt;br /&gt;'Cause he's taking you for granted&lt;br /&gt;And everything you had got destroyed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a little too late for you to come back&lt;br /&gt;Say it's just a mistake&lt;br /&gt;Think I'd forgive you like that&lt;br /&gt;If you thought I would wait for you&lt;br /&gt;You thought wrong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you're just a boy&lt;br /&gt;You don't understand&lt;br /&gt;And you don't understand, oh&lt;br /&gt;How it feels to love a girl&lt;br /&gt;Someday you wish you were a better man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't listen to her&lt;br /&gt;You don't care how it hurts&lt;br /&gt;Until you lose the one you wanted&lt;br /&gt;'Cause you're taking her for granted&lt;br /&gt;And everything you had got destroyed&lt;br /&gt;But you're just a boy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7499641-3295028761709494511?l=mohammadhanif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499641/posts/default/3295028761709494511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499641/posts/default/3295028761709494511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohammadhanif.blogspot.com/2009/01/if-i-were-boy-even-just-for-day-id-roll.html' title='musique'/><author><name>anep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17787983159215010668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='25' src='http://aycu36.webshots.com/image/13035/2005401793937817521_rs.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7499641.post-1059122495695461460</id><published>2009-01-18T00:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T00:19:25.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~ no it don't break even</title><content type='html'>I'm still alive but I'm barely breathing&lt;br /&gt;Just prayin' to a god that I don't believe in&lt;br /&gt;Cos I got time while she got freedom&lt;br /&gt;Cos when a heart breaks no it don't break even&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her best days will be some of my worst&lt;br /&gt;She finally met a man that's gonna put her first&lt;br /&gt;While I'm wide awake she's no trouble sleeping&lt;br /&gt;Cos when a heart breaks no it don't breakeven... even... no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What am I supposed to do when the best part of me was always you, &lt;br /&gt;And what am I supposed to say when I'm all choked up that you're ok&lt;br /&gt;I'm falling to pieces, yeah, &lt;br /&gt;I'm falling to pieces&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They say bad things happen for a reason&lt;br /&gt;But no wise words gonna stop the bleeding&lt;br /&gt;Cos she's moved on while I'm still grieving&lt;br /&gt;And when a heart breaks no it don't breakeven even... no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What am I gonna to do when the best part of me was always you, &lt;br /&gt;And what am I supposed to say when I'm all choked up that you're ok&lt;br /&gt;I'm falling to pieces, yeah, &lt;br /&gt;I'm falling to pieces, yeah, &lt;br /&gt;I'm falling to pieces &lt;br /&gt;(One still in love while the other ones leaving)&lt;br /&gt;I'm falling to pieces &lt;br /&gt;(Cos when a heart breaks no it don't breakeven)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh you got his heart and my heart and none of the pain&lt;br /&gt;You took your suitcase, I took the blame.&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm try'na make sense of what little remains ooh&lt;br /&gt;Cos you left me with no love and no love to my name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still alive but I'm barely breathing&lt;br /&gt;Just prayin' to a god that I don't believe in&lt;br /&gt;Cos I got time while she got freedom&lt;br /&gt;Cos when a heart breaks no it don't break &lt;br /&gt;No it don't break &lt;br /&gt;No it don't break even no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What am I gonna do when the best part of me was always you and&lt;br /&gt;What am I suppose to say when I'm all choked up that you're ok &lt;br /&gt;(Oh glad your okay now)&lt;br /&gt;I'm falling to pieces yeah &lt;br /&gt;(Oh I'm glad your okay)&lt;br /&gt;I'm falling to pieces yeah &lt;br /&gt;(One still in love while the other ones leaving)&lt;br /&gt;I'm falling to pieces &lt;br /&gt;(Cos when a heart breaks no it don't breakeven)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh it don't break even no&lt;br /&gt;Oh it don't break even no&lt;br /&gt;Oh it don't break even no&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7499641-1059122495695461460?l=mohammadhanif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499641/posts/default/1059122495695461460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499641/posts/default/1059122495695461460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohammadhanif.blogspot.com/2009/01/no-it-dont-break-even.html' title='~ no it don&apos;t break even'/><author><name>anep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17787983159215010668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='25' src='http://aycu36.webshots.com/image/13035/2005401793937817521_rs.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7499641.post-160877086060117445</id><published>2009-01-14T23:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T23:19:10.221+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>been really bz lately with school, going out and werk. some things i waited/wanted to do few weeks ago that i just go done are 1) start on aeis project 2) buy hammy a cage 3) go through my diploma plus tests 4) guy a new laptop coz the previous one went kapoot 5) lastly, enroll for a 2b license. currently the main agenda to get done with is REVISION coz examination is fucking near. warghhhhh....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;past few days ago i have this scary slash unbelievable dream. the dream was that i went to pub or something, may or may not be in s'pore. then suddenly some terrorists made known of their presence. they have guns! scared shitless, i forgot what triggered me to it one of the terrorists and try to escape. somehow i managed to.  the feeling when i got out was like, going out of house after being home for the whole day sia. i felt relieved uh. nxt, i was in a car and there was a roadblock. then i told the officers there are terrorists at that pub. the a few mins time, someone called me on my phone, the police. a lady policewoman in fact. she said i need to be the witness and she advised nt to do so coz its dangerous. who knows someone might assassinate me. then the dream ended. oh well. k i'm tired nw. bubye  and thnx for reading.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7499641-160877086060117445?l=mohammadhanif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499641/posts/default/160877086060117445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499641/posts/default/160877086060117445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohammadhanif.blogspot.com/2009/01/been-really-bz-lately-with-school-going.html' title=''/><author><name>anep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17787983159215010668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='25' src='http://aycu36.webshots.com/image/13035/2005401793937817521_rs.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7499641.post-5779571096800893057</id><published>2009-01-07T23:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T23:50:29.819+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm finally back online the proper way. On a computer!!! Headed down to werkplace just now to buy the lappy. Instead of paying 688(which is the standard retail where most shops follow),i only paid 669. ok rite? Well, I got an Acer Aspire One. Went through a thorough decision-making thing in my head the  past few days, and i've made up my mind that i'm only gonna get something that will last me a year more for school coz i'll be in NS after that, hopefully. Still need some getting used to this small-sized keyboard though. k lah, will update again will photos later later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7499641-5779571096800893057?l=mohammadhanif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499641/posts/default/5779571096800893057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499641/posts/default/5779571096800893057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohammadhanif.blogspot.com/2009/01/im-finally-back-online-proper-way.html' title=''/><author><name>anep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17787983159215010668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='25' src='http://aycu36.webshots.com/image/13035/2005401793937817521_rs.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7499641.post-1752839132222725341</id><published>2009-01-04T21:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T22:11:06.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i love my phone</title><content type='html'>i bought my nu phone just in time!!! And it was the right phone that i needed. Fyi, my lappy dieded a few days back. thnx to this phone, i can chat online, check my mail as well as surf online! Gerek ehhh. and it has a qwerty keypad, so i don't have to keep pressing the same button again and again just to output one letter. Yeap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently i cant wait for tomoro coz tomoro money yo lai. Payday lah sehhh. Most probably heading dwn to bbdc and apply for a 2b license. Wohooooo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kk dats all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7499641-1752839132222725341?l=mohammadhanif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499641/posts/default/1752839132222725341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499641/posts/default/1752839132222725341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohammadhanif.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-love-my-phone.html' title='i love my phone'/><author><name>anep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17787983159215010668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='25' src='http://aycu36.webshots.com/image/13035/2005401793937817521_rs.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7499641.post-3274264084816492811</id><published>2008-12-27T04:08:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T08:33:53.319+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Am currently at east coast park, time ard 4.15. Saw the ex at bedok just now. Dun tink i've yet to get over it. Everytime things from the past come into my mind, there will always be questions? Why its like this, how come she can be like so, this, that, many many questions thats like how can you .... when ..... after .... . Its like so easy. Then, i'll quickly force myself to forget abt whatever and do or think abt something else. (i really need to pee nw) This is when the going out and lepak with the smoking sort of helps. Ok lah, smoking doesn't solve the problem but it keeps it away. Oh well. Slowly i see myself becoming a school dropout. Aniwae, just a thing to share, any relationship breakup dun just affect the couple bt other ppl as well. Something i went through between this relationship as well as my aunt's divorce with her husband. Last time i saw him was when i was ard 7 or 8 yrs old. Haizz. Some things you learn through life. People you meet, people you don't want to meet and people you want to meet but can't...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7499641-3274264084816492811?l=mohammadhanif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499641/posts/default/3274264084816492811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499641/posts/default/3274264084816492811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohammadhanif.blogspot.com/2008/12/am-currently-at-east-coast-park-time.html' title=''/><author><name>anep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17787983159215010668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='25' src='http://aycu36.webshots.com/image/13035/2005401793937817521_rs.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7499641.post-3763506313531734505</id><published>2008-12-25T01:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T01:54:22.542+08:00</updated><title type='text'>deadzz</title><content type='html'>Last week of the holidays and i'm totally dead. I have like no more mood to go to school especially with my lack of knowledge in each module's content. Like, i don't know. I wanna stay at home do what i want, go where i want. I have a test to do in the first week of school, a project to complete, an assignment to hand in where i can only do it IN school and two online quizzes to complete. &lt;div&gt;FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;god help me find a gf quick!!!!! nyehehehe. but seriously.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think having one will like, really really help me right now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;started school with one and results were acceptable. the next sem without one just seemed to have scattered like bread crumbs into the sea. haizz.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7499641-3763506313531734505?l=mohammadhanif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499641/posts/default/3763506313531734505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499641/posts/default/3763506313531734505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohammadhanif.blogspot.com/2008/12/deadzz.html' title='deadzz'/><author><name>anep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17787983159215010668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='25' src='http://aycu36.webshots.com/image/13035/2005401793937817521_rs.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7499641.post-2212272266914337575</id><published>2008-12-17T23:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T23:33:48.211+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I SHALL QUIT SMOKING ONE I HAVE FOUND A GIRLFRIEND&lt;div&gt;pfffttt... thats what i said to sepol just now. just so suddenly this thing with no gf came back. haiyahh. pathetic siaaaa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;aniwae, i got a friggin E71 lahhhh. wohooo. after two years using a nokia 6288 with its last 4 or 5 months of life not being able to view videos or even take a shot. stupid phone. hopefully this phone will last long.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;two people have asked me to take shots for ther make-up portfolio, but i turned them down. i'm still nt up to that level yet uh. i've done only two wedding shots. one is my cuzz's wedding and the other is for my friend's aunt's catering company. the last one i hesitated a bit coz i'm afraid of cocking-up ah. that person depends on you lah, so if you can't deliver then its bad. i'd just give it a go if nothing is at stake uh. i think i shall start from there. do free shots for people, then build up my skills. hmm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;k i'm tired of typing now. another outing again tomorrow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bye readers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7499641-2212272266914337575?l=mohammadhanif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499641/posts/default/2212272266914337575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499641/posts/default/2212272266914337575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohammadhanif.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-shall-quit-smoking-one-i-have-found.html' title=''/><author><name>anep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17787983159215010668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='25' src='http://aycu36.webshots.com/image/13035/2005401793937817521_rs.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7499641.post-6582137312112105001</id><published>2008-12-17T00:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T01:04:04.924+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Google Picasa and Picasa Web Albums</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;GO DOWNLOAD GOOGLE's PICASA!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;firstly, it automatically update its folders any new shots that you have in your computer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;secondly, you can view that photos by album or enlarged.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;third, you can do simple editing of the photos like adding effects.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;forth, after viewing and editing your shots, upload to PICASA WEB ALBUMS! just select which photo you want to upload and click upload. tadaaaaa. no more selecting photos one by one like other online photo album websites. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;fifth, you can share PARTICULAR albums to CERTAIN people who you want to. like, share album A to friend Z. so only friend Z can view album A, and friend Z can't view other album. cool isn't it! google is rich AND clever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so ya, GO GET YOURSELF PICASA AND IT's WEB ALBUM NOW!!!!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*not by any way was money given to me for this "promotion". bt if you(Google) wants to, please do so. my email is mohdhanif89@hotmail.com do contact. ____ TSENKS!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7499641-6582137312112105001?l=mohammadhanif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499641/posts/default/6582137312112105001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499641/posts/default/6582137312112105001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohammadhanif.blogspot.com/2008/12/google-picasa-and-picasa-web-albums.html' title='Google Picasa and Picasa Web Albums'/><author><name>anep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17787983159215010668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='25' src='http://aycu36.webshots.com/image/13035/2005401793937817521_rs.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7499641.post-8705152089150884074</id><published>2008-12-09T22:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T23:16:07.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'>kampOng</title><content type='html'>pics from my kampong trip. i have loads, but google dusn allow more that 4 uploads with picasa. so i'm lazy to post a lot a lot up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;two of them my far-away cousins, my bro is the one hiding behind. its his first time mandi hujan. hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4z0TNzgvlbQ/ST6HsbddujI/AAAAAAAABUU/OVTxjD8L6Fc/s1600-h/IMG_9070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277805010680134194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4z0TNzgvlbQ/ST6HsbddujI/AAAAAAAABUU/OVTxjD8L6Fc/s320/IMG_9070.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4z0TNzgvlbQ/ST6Hr3yAAWI/AAAAAAAABUM/UqPlW1-teSE/s1600-h/IMG_9072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277805001102590306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4z0TNzgvlbQ/ST6Hr3yAAWI/AAAAAAAABUM/UqPlW1-teSE/s320/IMG_9072.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ni plak singgah a-famosa. kuda dier wacky ehhh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4z0TNzgvlbQ/ST6HrKPjEYI/AAAAAAAABUE/tU8IjU-YBQ0/s1600-h/IMG_8938.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277804988878492034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4z0TNzgvlbQ/ST6HrKPjEYI/AAAAAAAABUE/tU8IjU-YBQ0/s320/IMG_8938.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ni lembu!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4z0TNzgvlbQ/ST6HqkQwyFI/AAAAAAAABT8/W9F9fkNVHuw/s1600-h/IMG_8815.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277804978683037778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4z0TNzgvlbQ/ST6HqkQwyFI/AAAAAAAABT8/W9F9fkNVHuw/s320/IMG_8815.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;left is the cousin, right the brother. sajak kaaaaannn... dua2 bulllat sekali. the cousin is 5 years old. gigi depan 2 tkde. haha. very cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4z0TNzgvlbQ/ST6HqKzXxjI/AAAAAAAABT0/yd0rg5euG0M/s1600-h/IMG_8809.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277804971848877618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4z0TNzgvlbQ/ST6HqKzXxjI/AAAAAAAABT0/yd0rg5euG0M/s320/IMG_8809.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7499641-8705152089150884074?l=mohammadhanif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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never be eye to eye</title><content type='html'>ok lah, as much closed friends as one might have its hard to have friends that sees things exactly eye to eye. some are very open towards everything, can do pretty much anything as long as their mood allows them to. some on the other hand are quite conservative, have some rules to abide to when doing something. its a bit hard to get along and go somewhere together without having a "thing" in between. something like, one wants to ton in town when theres barely nothing there, the other have to go home early. how? ok lah, no one is the same. everyone has their own style. sometimes you diss this one, the other time another. oh well. i'm not blaming anyone. sometimes its just hard to get everyone to get together.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;aniwae, i just got back from kampung tanjung rimau dalam, tampin melaka, malaysia. nothing much. i got to meet my atok sedare who has long since been asking about me. got to meet my far far cousin who has grown so much that their current smaller sister looks very very similar to how they looked like the last time i saw them. haha. serious shit. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;den now i'm home alone. haiyaaa. boring. bored bored bored. pfffttttt.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;things to do tomorrow:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1) open the door and wait for the delivery man to arrive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bought a dumbell and a bottle. seps and his friend bought mass gainer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i hope he never work out so he gains fat mass instead! nyehehehehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2) dry the tops i washed earlier. urm, correction. the washing machine washed it. i just placed it in, poured some washing detergent and press a few buttons. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tadaaa. washed clothes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3) breakfast! ordered kfc just now with the guys. saved mine for tomorrow. thank you miss-who-picked-up-the-phone for my 2 thighs!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;btw, kfc tricked us. they said the chicken parts will depend on availability. that time i saw plenty of thighs at a kfc restaurant, ordered both thighs. what i got? a thigh and a drumstick! nabei teng teng. worse of all, the guy who served us has the cheek to tell me that he will TRY HIS BEST. wtf rite. whats there to try when there are plenty of thighs up there??? sheeshhh..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4) mebe i'll head to my grandma's. have my lunch there. hahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5) slot #5 still up for sudden plans. anyonee???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7499641-3229533022669309064?l=mohammadhanif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499641/posts/default/3229533022669309064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499641/posts/default/3229533022669309064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohammadhanif.blogspot.com/2008/12/will-never-be-eye-to-eye.html' title='will never be eye to eye'/><author><name>anep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17787983159215010668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='25' src='http://aycu36.webshots.com/image/13035/2005401793937817521_rs.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7499641.post-7679967960344758320</id><published>2008-12-05T22:27:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T23:56:39.287+08:00</updated><title type='text'>long way to go</title><content type='html'>3rd term of 2nd year is over. Instead of it passing by to quickly, I'd say it went by with too much slack. Poly life bla bla bla, have to be independent bla bla bla, don't come for lesson teacher care nuts, you fail module got kicked out of school, you're to be blamed. Sheesh. I'm the kind of person who likes to understand how things work. When i understand certain things, I tend to remember them in my head. I hate it when it comes to memorising theories and formulas without knowing how it works. Aniwae, thats not the purpose of going through the institution. Anyone with good memory can pass the module. When it comes to studying, it will depend on my mood. Mood says don't study, body tends to be lazy, studying went down the drain. But when mood says study, which rarely happens, once in a blue moon, i can finish up all the chapters to be tested. Haiya.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Currently i'm just bragging my head out, this that hoo haa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just got back from the gym, after so long of not-going. Surprisingly my body was like used to the running and the weight-lifting, even though it has been some time. And from my own experience, I DO NOT feel any difference while working-out before and after I've started smoking. (I'm not saying it doesn't affect your health. don't be a dum dum)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My pay just got in today. using my skills in mic. excel thanks to my diploma plus module, I have created a list that auto-calculates my total spending and my balance. nyehehehehe. haha. So far I've gotten a new earpiece, listerine and a perfume. Nxt week i'm ordering a dumbell from nutritionpark. Hopefully i'll put it to use, AT LEAST ONCE A WEEK. the pocket, the pocket, the pocket is on fire . . . . . . . . burn m.fucker, burrrrnnnn....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My handphone contract is going to end this eighth december! Wohoooo! I'm planning to upgrade to a nokia e71. All my wanted features are in there except one. touch screen! sheesh. But its ok. WiFi for internet access anywhere, so I can download videos from youtube and watch it in .mp4 format on the e71 straightaway, f.m. radio so at 5pm i can listen to The Married Man!, bluetooth to send and receive songs/video/pics with other peeps, media player to watch videos or blast my music when outdoors, 3.2megapixel camera to catch certain moments good or bad when i don't have my dslr with me, qwerty keypad which is so cool!. i've always used my 6288 as a personal organizer. with a qwerty keypad, i hope it'll be a better organizer. hmm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre-wrap; font-family:-webkit-monospace;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bizanywhere.files.wordpress.com/2008/07/e71_08_lowres.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 337px; height: 550px;" src="http://bizanywhere.files.wordpress.com/2008/07/e71_08_lowres.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm heading to m'sia tomorrow. Balek kampong! long long time since i've went back. i think tomorrow i'll drop by the convenience store to purchase insect repellant. those mozzies just LOVE to suck my blood. nabei teng teng. pfffftt...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dats all lah. adios amigos berambos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strike&gt;the past is the past for goodness sake. get over it anep. i need some amnesia in the part of my brain that stores info abt her.&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;30 seconds to mars - the kill&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/7499641-7679967960344758320?l=mohammadhanif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499641/posts/default/7679967960344758320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499641/posts/default/7679967960344758320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohammadhanif.blogspot.com/2008/12/long-way-to-go.html' title='long way to go'/><author><name>anep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17787983159215010668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='25' src='http://aycu36.webshots.com/image/13035/2005401793937817521_rs.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7499641.post-4947563322199118733</id><published>2008-11-23T01:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T02:22:00.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'>shishhhhhhhhhaaaaaaaaaaa</title><content type='html'>hello to you who's reading this!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;went out to bugis for my first time shisha just now! coolness kepes. the smoke punyerlah byk. fun siot. atmosphere was great. then the song they played pon cool uh. got this instrumental to "kopi dangdut"! sedap doks. searched youtube for the song and i found the video below. terbatok kejap when i saw the fucking huge radio the girl carried with her. like wtf sak! haha. &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rwlkSy1Dn9M"&gt;click to watch!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;past few weeks have been great. i realised that i'm getting to know more people uh, from work, skool and friends met along the way. start off with the primary skool friends, secondary skool friends, poly friends, work friends from challenger(which i just met again coz i'm positioned there currently), then theres the guys from bliss at sim lim, guys from best bargain, the working-for-same-company-friends, NAD and last but not least the guys that i just got to know, fi wani and dugong! mcm dh lamer kenal gituk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;~~life is wonderful~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7499641-4947563322199118733?l=mohammadhanif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499641/posts/default/4947563322199118733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499641/posts/default/4947563322199118733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohammadhanif.blogspot.com/2008/11/shishhhhhhhhhaaaaaaaaaaa.html' title='shishhhhhhhhhaaaaaaaaaaa'/><author><name>anep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17787983159215010668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='25' src='http://aycu36.webshots.com/image/13035/2005401793937817521_rs.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7499641.post-8196290204387730702</id><published>2008-11-15T01:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T02:06:24.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>just got back from the fastest fishing trip everrrr. sheesh. worst, there wasn't a bit, AT ALL. something happened. the result was me fishing with my cousin's wife's cousin. and what were they two doing in the car alone. SLEEPING! mother father. so far i have yet to catch my second fish. pathetic sak. whyyyyyyyy......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7499641-8196290204387730702?l=mohammadhanif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499641/posts/default/8196290204387730702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499641/posts/default/8196290204387730702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohammadhanif.blogspot.com/2008/11/just-got-back-from-fastest-fishing-trip.html' title=''/><author><name>anep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17787983159215010668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='25' src='http://aycu36.webshots.com/image/13035/2005401793937817521_rs.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7499641.post-2665132100646557468</id><published>2008-10-29T15:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T16:09:04.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>life has been quite hectic lately. school which is now taking up 60% of my time, add hanging out with the guys, the weekend job, mancing trips and sometimes a trip to the gym might just equal to disaster. it is now the third week of school and i can tell you, i'm fucking slacking lahhhh. i should prioritise my time lah eh, but, how? 9 modules in school with a fucking boring GEMS. haiyooo. its already wednesday. piles of info to take in from the maths intergration with the arc what not, thermo components in aircraft powerplants, stupid practical theory amp. aeis, catia, i-vision and y fucking diploma plus!!!! pffttt.... it won't be long until mst comes. ape nyer lie lah siotz. and if i continue like this, confrom gpa will drop one! aiyaaaaa.... &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7499641-2665132100646557468?l=mohammadhanif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499641/posts/default/2665132100646557468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499641/posts/default/2665132100646557468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohammadhanif.blogspot.com/2008/10/life-has-been-quite-hectic-lately.html' title=''/><author><name>anep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17787983159215010668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='25' src='http://aycu36.webshots.com/image/13035/2005401793937817521_rs.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7499641.post-747209686379488862</id><published>2008-10-25T21:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T00:10:56.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>NEW SONG!!!! haha. heard this song the first time i worked at bliss. hindustani woi. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pehli Nazar Mein&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;check out the translation: &lt;a href="http://bollywoodtadka.com/2008/02/09/lyrics-on-demand-english-translation-of-the-song-%E2%80%98pehli-nazar-mein%E2%80%99-from-the-movie-race/"&gt;http://bollywoodtadka.com/2008/02/09/lyrics-on-demand-english-translation-of-the-song-%E2%80%98pehli-nazar-mein%E2%80%99-from-the-movie-race/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7499641-747209686379488862?l=mohammadhanif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499641/posts/default/747209686379488862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499641/posts/default/747209686379488862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohammadhanif.blogspot.com/2008/10/new-song-haha.html' title=''/><author><name>anep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17787983159215010668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='25' src='http://aycu36.webshots.com/image/13035/2005401793937817521_rs.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7499641.post-3093637279471923483</id><published>2008-10-19T21:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T21:39:03.669+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i forgot to post the song lahhhh. haha. aniwae, i just got back from werk. no sale! ish3. hope i dun get fired. will be meeting meeting halim seps and nad in a while. bbs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7499641-3093637279471923483?l=mohammadhanif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499641/posts/default/3093637279471923483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499641/posts/default/3093637279471923483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohammadhanif.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-forgot-to-post-song-lahhhh.html' title=''/><author><name>anep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17787983159215010668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='25' src='http://aycu36.webshots.com/image/13035/2005401793937817521_rs.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7499641.post-1978786202579660825</id><published>2008-10-19T10:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T10:38:36.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;seriously psyched seh yesterday. at the end of the competition there was one point i somewhat made a joke to siti, but, i felt as if i said that in my sleep. i can't explain it uh, but my head was total craziness. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lack of sleep + not eating + exhaustion + judges who can't make decisions quick = nuttiness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;aniwae, i didn't win. neither did siti, but she got her shot posted up. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;fishing was fun, photomarathon was fun. wohoo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;She's Gone - Steelheart&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px; "&gt;She's gone,&lt;br /&gt;Out of my life.&lt;br /&gt;I was wrong,&lt;br /&gt;I'm to blame,&lt;br /&gt;I was so untrue.&lt;br /&gt;I can't live without her love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my life&lt;br /&gt;There's just an empty space.&lt;br /&gt;All my dreams are lost,&lt;br /&gt;I'm wasting away.&lt;br /&gt;Forgive me, girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Chorus)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lady, won't you save me?&lt;br /&gt;My heart belongs to you.&lt;br /&gt;Lady, can you forgive me?&lt;br /&gt;For all I've done to you.&lt;br /&gt;Lady, oh, lady.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's gone,&lt;br /&gt;Out of my life.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, she's gone.&lt;br /&gt;I find it so hard to go on.&lt;br /&gt;I really miss that girl, my love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come back into my arms.&lt;br /&gt;I'm so alone,&lt;br /&gt;I'm begging you,&lt;br /&gt;I'm down on my knees.&lt;br /&gt;Forgive me, girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Chorus x2)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lady, oh, lady.&lt;br /&gt;My heart belongs to you.&lt;br /&gt;Lady, can you forgive me?&lt;br /&gt;For all I've done to you.&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/7499641-1978786202579660825?l=mohammadhanif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499641/posts/default/1978786202579660825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499641/posts/default/1978786202579660825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohammadhanif.blogspot.com/2008/10/seriously-psyched-seh-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>anep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17787983159215010668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='25' src='http://aycu36.webshots.com/image/13035/2005401793937817521_rs.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7499641.post-6615106320044726319</id><published>2008-10-18T23:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T23:42:08.807+08:00</updated><title type='text'>she's gone</title><content type='html'>i've just gotten back from a really tiring outingsssss. friday, i went to school in the morning. ended at 11.30 and went for frida prayers. then slept till 4.30. that was the last sleep i've had until just in a while. met the cuz at 5.20 at je mrt. headed to paya lebar, meet kak nana's friend and then headed to east coast. fishing! ironically, i was up the whole time. maybe its becoz of that thing. THAT THING. anyway, it was fun uh, played card games of al sorts. abg alek then started irritating me with jiwang songs. kiwak, banyak lah die kluarkan. until i have this english one stuck, but its because it sounds good uh. haha. titled she's gone by steelheart. then from that morning, i continued my outs to suntec city with a photography competition. Canon Photomarathon. from morning until NOW! i just got home like 15 mins ago uh. the judges took so long to be convinced that a black cat and open door is in one of the top three? we don't even know who the freaking judge is lahhhhh. skali no judge uhhh. anyway, i think i went a bit mad just now because i was awake for 24 hours. sort a bit uh. now i want to go sleep. tomoro werk!!! pfft.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7499641-6615106320044726319?l=mohammadhanif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499641/posts/default/6615106320044726319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499641/posts/default/6615106320044726319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohammadhanif.blogspot.com/2008/10/shes-gone.html' title='she&apos;s gone'/><author><name>anep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17787983159215010668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='25' src='http://aycu36.webshots.com/image/13035/2005401793937817521_rs.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7499641.post-3750780983251595918</id><published>2008-10-13T02:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T02:10:09.859+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>one last post before the start of school. the past holiday has been a very fun and experiential holiday indeed. i sort of got back together with halim and seps. went out a lot, whether to shop, walk2 or just plain hanging out. and while doing so, got to meet some other people. this past holiday had me going home late many times, more compared to the whole of last year. its something i won't forget uh eh. till i meet you guys again. take care! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7499641-3750780983251595918?l=mohammadhanif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499641/posts/default/3750780983251595918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499641/posts/default/3750780983251595918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohammadhanif.blogspot.com/2008/10/one-last-post-before-start-of-school.html' title=''/><author><name>anep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17787983159215010668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='25' src='http://aycu36.webshots.com/image/13035/2005401793937817521_rs.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7499641.post-118068627966578656</id><published>2008-10-12T10:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T10:57:52.149+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my leg aches, nose behaving like a tap and i slept for like 4 hours only! in like 5 mins time i have to off for werk! ccb. heh. got home last night at and from going out with the pri school peeps. ok lah, most of them still look like and are what they were last time. ermm, for the guys physically and charactesristically uh. for the girls right, god help me if they read this up, they sort of ermm, expanded? haha. not very lah, just a bit. mcm style gituk. went bowling for the first time with them, and i scored 3 strikes! ummi was the only girl who played. care die maen tuu, haha. kiut sak. mcm maen campak2 bola. so after bowling headed to esplanade, lepak there. talk2 all the way till 3. then headed home lor. haha.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;random: amy lee is cute. i love amy lee. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;check out evanescence's behind the scenes vids. shes like one fun person uhh behind that "oh-so-gothic-looks".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7499641-118068627966578656?l=mohammadhanif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499641/posts/default/118068627966578656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499641/posts/default/118068627966578656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohammadhanif.blogspot.com/2008/10/my-leg-aches-nose-behaving-like-tap-and.html' title=''/><author><name>anep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17787983159215010668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='25' src='http://aycu36.webshots.com/image/13035/2005401793937817521_rs.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7499641.post-2427360007384182100</id><published>2008-10-10T19:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T19:13:01.755+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Who knows how to remove name prints on jerseys? Coz i have a class jersey with someone's name by the sleeve which is very inappropriate! heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;random: check out tiesto's - power mix.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so far gym has been ok. wanted to go later on at night, but got last minute raye planning with the family. sheesh. naseb baek tu baboon ikot seps. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bought a creative headphone recently. 49bucks. i know i know, creative, headphone, bluergh. its not what i had in mind actually, but since it's the only heads that i know with that kind of design(*that kind of design referring to the 2 things at the top, one adjustable one not. haha. nice explanation.) for 49 bucks, if it doesn't work withmy psp or mp3 player, i can always use it with the com. but, turns out the heads worked perfecto. it does not suck the battery life from my player like i expected and its loud! i expected a low volume. so aniway, thats my heads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4z0TNzgvlbQ/SO84uY38H3I/AAAAAAAAAZI/E9-6tTWw_Xw/s1600-h/IMG_6796.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4z0TNzgvlbQ/SO84uY38H3I/AAAAAAAAAZI/E9-6tTWw_Xw/s320/IMG_6796.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;those cupcakes below, my bro brought them home from skool. they looked so gd that i can't resist not taking a shot. haha. looks good, tastes gd. so colourful! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4z0TNzgvlbQ/SO84u2HxWgI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/eifnIRkhp9I/s1600-h/IMG_6791.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4z0TNzgvlbQ/SO84u2HxWgI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/eifnIRkhp9I/s320/IMG_6791.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7499641-2427360007384182100?l=mohammadhanif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499641/posts/default/2427360007384182100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499641/posts/default/2427360007384182100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohammadhanif.blogspot.com/2008/10/who-knows-how-to-remove-name-prints-on.html' title=''/><author><name>anep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17787983159215010668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='25' src='http://aycu36.webshots.com/image/13035/2005401793937817521_rs.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4z0TNzgvlbQ/SO84uY38H3I/AAAAAAAAAZI/E9-6tTWw_Xw/s72-c/IMG_6796.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7499641.post-7049840027826893592</id><published>2008-10-09T10:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T10:06:15.034+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;"My Last Breath"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hold on to me love&lt;br /&gt;you know i can't stay long&lt;br /&gt;all i wanted to say was i love you and i'm not afraid&lt;br /&gt;can you hear me?&lt;br /&gt;can you feel me in your arms?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;holding my last breath&lt;br /&gt;safe inside myself&lt;br /&gt;are all my thoughts of you&lt;br /&gt;sweet raptured light it ends here tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll miss the winter&lt;br /&gt;a world of fragile things&lt;br /&gt;look for me in the white forest&lt;br /&gt;hiding in a hollow tree (come find me)&lt;br /&gt;i know you hear me&lt;br /&gt;i can taste it in your tears&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;holding my last breath&lt;br /&gt;safe inside myself&lt;br /&gt;are all my thoughts of you&lt;br /&gt;sweet raptured light it ends here tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;closing your eyes to disappear&lt;br /&gt;you pray your dreams will leave you here&lt;br /&gt;but still you wake and know the truth&lt;br /&gt;no one's there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;say goodnight&lt;br /&gt;don't be afraid&lt;br /&gt;calling me calling me as you fade to black&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;holding my last breath&lt;br /&gt;safe inside myself&lt;br /&gt;are all my thoughts of you&lt;br /&gt;sweet raptured light it ends here tonight&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7499641-7049840027826893592?l=mohammadhanif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499641/posts/default/7049840027826893592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499641/posts/default/7049840027826893592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohammadhanif.blogspot.com/2008/10/my-last-breath-hold-on-to-me-love-you.html' title=''/><author><name>anep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17787983159215010668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='25' src='http://aycu36.webshots.com/image/13035/2005401793937817521_rs.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7499641.post-5891677151462794625</id><published>2008-10-09T00:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T00:49:03.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hari raya outing with the geng went swell. some people can't make it on that day, but we had new additions to the group. faiz's mambs and nadiah! haha. actually two more couples are supposed to join in, but had to cancel last minute. but its ok. loads of photos are taken, till my 2gb CF card full lah dey. haha. but this year aku hapi sket, psl ade apprentice2 gue yg tolong mengambil gambar gue. so this year ade jgk lah gambar2 aku berposing2 ngan dorang. haha. hapi sket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for the guys, nanti ku mailing lah eh gambar2 nya. byk giler babs uh gambar. malas nk upload. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7499641-5891677151462794625?l=mohammadhanif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499641/posts/default/5891677151462794625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499641/posts/default/5891677151462794625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohammadhanif.blogspot.com/2008/10/hari-raya-outing-with-geng-went-swell.html' title=''/><author><name>anep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17787983159215010668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='25' src='http://aycu36.webshots.com/image/13035/2005401793937817521_rs.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7499641.post-4664530022083993033</id><published>2008-10-06T22:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T00:16:24.312+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Anep's Top Ten</title><content type='html'>this blog is specially coded for Internet Explorer only. if you're using some other browser and the layout is messed up, too bad. use Internet Explorer. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. wtf eh. actually i don't know how to code it for other browsers. wakakaka.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kk. i just realised that theres a play-count tab for windows media player. cool sak. haha. soo, i shall list down Anep's Top Ten Hits that i listen to since the start of my poly life till now. First up:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--1--&lt;br /&gt;Say It Right by Nelly Furtado&lt;br /&gt;Play Count: 327 plays&lt;br /&gt;this song is old, but still up. the beat is good, nice atmosphere feeling to it. lyrics are good also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--2--&lt;br /&gt;Anywhere by Evanescence&lt;br /&gt;Play Count: 281&lt;br /&gt;this fucking song is seriously good. the music is slow and smooth. even the climax is smooth. no high noisy pitching from the music. awesome vocals as usual from Amy Lee. the lyrics, ish. can say, u listen with your partner and it'll be truely romantic. and the ending is also smooth lahh. you HAVE to listen to this. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--3--&lt;br /&gt;Anna Molly by Incubus&lt;br /&gt;Play Count: 262&lt;br /&gt;the song is not very new, but quite new uh. nothing really exciting or outstanding for this song, but i like it because the music is a bit weird. not your typical music uh. and, anna molly can refer to either a girl, a mysterious happening OR the girl is mysterious. haha. i love literature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--4--&lt;br /&gt;Relax Take It Easy by Mika&lt;br /&gt;Play Count: 230&lt;br /&gt;now this song is also in my weird-sounding music. hope you get what i mean. haha. its just a nice music to listen to lah. dats all. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--5--&lt;br /&gt;Cry For You by September&lt;br /&gt;Play Count: 194&lt;br /&gt;i must really like this song, because i started listening to this only since the past RSAF Open House. her voice is nice, music is unique, beat is great. makes you wanna move to it. and this song would be great when played outdoors during events.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--6--&lt;br /&gt;Apologize by One Republic&lt;br /&gt;Play Count: 180&lt;br /&gt;first of all, this song is NOT(!) by Timbaland, which most people mistaken it for. haha. the original song is nice, but i think if not for timbaland, it won't be a hit uh. not because of timbaland's name, but the beat from timbaland is what makes it nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--7--&lt;br /&gt;This Celluloid Dream by AFI&lt;br /&gt;Play Count: 175&lt;br /&gt;most probably only 10% of the peeps knows AFI. heh. their songs are unique also lah. this one happens to be the one i listen to most. haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--8--&lt;br /&gt;Try by Nelly Furtado&lt;br /&gt;Play Count: 159&lt;br /&gt;woooo. another song by nelly furt. slow, nice beat. love the ending. btw, i just realised. fast songs are short and slow songs are long. haha. applies to most music uh. avenged is one of the exceptions. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--9--&lt;br /&gt;Littlest Thing by Lily Allen&lt;br /&gt;Play Count: 158&lt;br /&gt;lily allen! wooo~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--10--&lt;br /&gt;Friday Night by Lilly Allen&lt;br /&gt;Play Count: 151&lt;br /&gt;another lilly! haha. this song is yet another of those uber-cool unique music. love her bri'ish ack-cent. this one you have to listen out also. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats the last of the top ten hits, but just to add, number 11 is another one of my favourites.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--11--&lt;br /&gt;My Last Breath by Evanescence&lt;br /&gt;Play Count: n.a.&lt;br /&gt;another one of those sad, emotional and depressing song by evanescence. this song was originally from their demos. so it was there before evans was out everywhere. the song can actually bring some tears out if you're already feeling down. this one you also must(!) listen. play count aside, i'd rank this song first, anywhere 2nd, the rest can follow behind. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that was my top ten list. thanks for reading. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7499641-4664530022083993033?l=mohammadhanif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499641/posts/default/4664530022083993033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499641/posts/default/4664530022083993033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohammadhanif.blogspot.com/2008/10/aneps-top-ten.html' title='Anep&apos;s Top Ten'/><author><name>anep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17787983159215010668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='25' src='http://aycu36.webshots.com/image/13035/2005401793937817521_rs.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7499641.post-6404472992031294531</id><published>2008-10-04T16:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T16:20:29.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>went to "work out" again today with seps. haha. somehow i find it more fun "exercising" in the gym rather that outside running like a pig. there you can run a bit, cycle a bit, carry some weights, and go back to running. its like, you do this a bit, let that part rest while doing another area, then another, then get back to the first one. this way you can last longer. sheesh. unfortunately for me, SOME PEOPLE just want to work their muscles out, lifting 45kg of weights, so an hour at the gym is enough, and i have to end my session there just when i was about to get started. its ok. heh. planning to go again tomoro. gonna stay till i'm fully satisfied. heh. who knows heading to gym could be so fun. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7499641-6404472992031294531?l=mohammadhanif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499641/posts/default/6404472992031294531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499641/posts/default/6404472992031294531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohammadhanif.blogspot.com/2008/10/went-to-work-out-again-today-with-seps.html' title=''/><author><name>anep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17787983159215010668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='25' src='http://aycu36.webshots.com/image/13035/2005401793937817521_rs.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7499641.post-1954787233720585878</id><published>2008-10-03T00:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T00:52:51.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sepasang Kurung Biru</title><content type='html'>Selamat Hari Raya Aidilfitri!&lt;br /&gt;First day of raye was just two houses, but it was orite. heh. The day started with the neighbour coming over to our house.&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, before that, i couldn't wake up for sembahyang raye. Shitzo man. I really wanted to go, but was too sleepy. heh. Then it was to the grandmother's place(dad's mom). Mom's mom stays with us now. yeap. The little cuzzs there are such great models. haha. Cute also!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, its back to a single raye. Some people know, but just have to say it out and turn it into a joke. Someone like my cousin! pfft. Then busu, my aunt, said kesiannyer. So she took a photo of me, then said she wants to show it to her niece. haha. Matchmaking service pe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Collection money is still good, eventhough i'm 19. haha. Annnddd, my pay is out! I'm starting a new thing this coming week. Its called going-to-the-gym! haha. Master Seps will lead me to the right path. I've ordered a bottle of weight-losing pills! haha. Hopefully with that and frequent visits to the gym i'll lose my body fats where ever unnecessary. Eherrmmmytummycoughcough. haha. Then then, if it works well i might just try heading to the gym for some other things. Yeay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some pics of the lil' ones:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4z0TNzgvlbQ/SOT8Yps_nRI/AAAAAAAAAYo/EzoCSzGC2SY/s1600-h/IMG_5754.JPG'&gt;&lt;img src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4z0TNzgvlbQ/SOT8Yps_nRI/AAAAAAAAAYo/EzoCSzGC2SY/s320/IMG_5754.JPG' border='0' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4z0TNzgvlbQ/SOT8Yw1DJUI/AAAAAAAAAYw/9GxY_3v5WWI/s1600-h/IMG_5761.JPG'&gt;&lt;img src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4z0TNzgvlbQ/SOT8Yw1DJUI/AAAAAAAAAYw/9GxY_3v5WWI/s320/IMG_5761.JPG' border='0' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4z0TNzgvlbQ/SOT8Y9wIcCI/AAAAAAAAAY4/vt6BB4hYrJ4/s1600-h/IMG_5796.JPG'&gt;&lt;img src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4z0TNzgvlbQ/SOT8Y9wIcCI/AAAAAAAAAY4/vt6BB4hYrJ4/s320/IMG_5796.JPG' border='0' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4z0TNzgvlbQ/SOT8YyG6IhI/AAAAAAAAAZA/peLgExC42gM/s1600-h/IMG_5824.JPG'&gt;&lt;img src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4z0TNzgvlbQ/SOT8YyG6IhI/AAAAAAAAAZA/peLgExC42gM/s320/IMG_5824.JPG' border='0' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7499641-1954787233720585878?l=mohammadhanif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499641/posts/default/1954787233720585878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499641/posts/default/1954787233720585878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohammadhanif.blogspot.com/2008/10/sepasang-kurung-biru.html' title='Sepasang Kurung Biru'/><author><name>anep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17787983159215010668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='25' src='http://aycu36.webshots.com/image/13035/2005401793937817521_rs.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4z0TNzgvlbQ/SOT8Yps_nRI/AAAAAAAAAYo/EzoCSzGC2SY/s72-c/IMG_5754.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7499641.post-6640011222307586644</id><published>2008-09-27T01:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T02:08:13.315+08:00</updated><title type='text'>something diff</title><content type='html'>been lepak-ing a lot with halim and nad. seps, sometimes. its these kind of friends i'm lacking from. no offence to my classmates uh. somehow i'm like in the middle. you want to be a goodie-two-show, you don't "hang out" till late at night den get good results. but, people who "hang out" till late at night, most of them(not all, but most of them) have bad academic results, but they're having fun. haizz. these past few weeks have been my most kecoh-est week. in a sense that i've been going home close to midnight, stayed at esplanade till late, JE till midnight, and i just got home from west coast park. and thanks to these guys, i was able to cope my "outbreak". for the first time in my life i felt like taking up smoking and thoughts of suicide even came across my mind. sounds like a joke huh. haha. oh well, i'm still here. and no, i'm still a ciggie virgin. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;raye is near, and my job of painting the hall room is near complete. haha. baju kurung bought, capal check, camera checko! haizz. later mak ngah will be dropping by from KL. nt sure whether my mom told her already of my single status. so far, she's like the best, "hip" aunt i've had that actually talk and advise me on my relationship(which i've lost). she told me that in a couple, its good to have either one to be aggressive, of some sort. haizz. unfortunately once i stepped back to mainland, that talk i had was somewhat useless(well at least for nw. it was the longest train ride i've ever had. like double whammy sia. went home from m'sia alone, all alone(no gf). heh. kk, dun think about the past. raye is close and i've got other friends. should not be sad abt the past. past is past, present and future is what matters. god help me find a close friend of the opposite sex quick. amin. hehe. anyhoos, mak ngah is coming with her husband! my pak ngah!!! he has been in the arabs for close to a year i think. sheesh. die balek, tgk, raye m'sia ngan singapore skali ah. haha. i'm expecting this year's raye to be a big one! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"everyone's saying different things to me, different things to me" - In The Waiting Line by Zero 7....&lt;br /&gt;very slow, nice tuned music. will up it in my blog and friendster as soon as i get the confirmation email from imeem! heh. the ones already up aren't the version i like. in the meanwhile, check out the live version from youtube.&lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FwpZi2KkuwM&lt;br /&gt;enjoy, and bubyes...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7499641-6640011222307586644?l=mohammadhanif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499641/posts/default/6640011222307586644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499641/posts/default/6640011222307586644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohammadhanif.blogspot.com/2008/09/something-diff.html' title='something diff'/><author><name>anep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17787983159215010668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='25' src='http://aycu36.webshots.com/image/13035/2005401793937817521_rs.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7499641.post-9181538220458607170</id><published>2008-09-22T14:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T15:38:34.572+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so once its over, you're simply a piece of memory tucked behind. i guess thats how it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i was placed at Bliss again yesterday. this time it was better because i already know the guys there. i sold three things! haha. two routers and a usb adapter. better than my first day there, which i sold nuts. hopefully my promoting skills would get better. well, to promote is one thing, but you must also know the art of psychoing. you can promote all you want but if they're not convinced, then they wun buy. haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have a couple of things in my &lt;strike&gt;wishlist&lt;/strike&gt; what-i-want-to-buy-list. i need a flashgun for my camera by 22nd november. because hopefully i can cover the '08 batch's prom night. then i want a new handphone. i'm thinking of a htc coz its like cooler in a sense and it runs on windows. i might be able to make some nifty programs and run in on my phone! haha. then i want an ef-s18-200mm lens. same wide angle as my kit lens but better zoom! sheesh. anndd most of all, a ram upgrade for my super duper slow computer..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pfft...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7499641-9181538220458607170?l=mohammadhanif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499641/posts/default/9181538220458607170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499641/posts/default/9181538220458607170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohammadhanif.blogspot.com/2008/09/so-once-its-over-youre-simply-piece-of.html' title=''/><author><name>anep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17787983159215010668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='25' src='http://aycu36.webshots.com/image/13035/2005401793937817521_rs.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7499641.post-4818763570958874112</id><published>2008-09-21T07:41:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T08:09:10.379+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dreaming, Visions of You.</title><content type='html'>I just woke up from a heart-breaking dream, like the one from P.S. I Love You. The feeling was like as if it was our last day together. You were there with me by my side, we held hands and i managed to give you a last kiss on the cheek. I did something for a while and realised you were gone. It took me some time to realise you were gone. I panicked knowing that this would be the last time I would see you. I tried calling you, but my hands are all panicky. I got the third call correct. A weird dial tone came up, but no one picked up. Just as I was about to call you again, the real world wants me back. Slowly i feel my real body, lying on the bed. My hand was by my ear as if i was holding a handphone. Then reality hit me. It was a dream. The first dream of this kind that I've had. The feeling i had when I woke up just can't be explained. Its like at the end of the dream, it makes me feel I'm all alone. She was never there in the first place. Haizz. isly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7499641-4818763570958874112?l=mohammadhanif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499641/posts/default/4818763570958874112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499641/posts/default/4818763570958874112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohammadhanif.blogspot.com/2008/09/dreaming-visions-of-you.html' title='Dreaming, Visions of You.'/><author><name>anep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17787983159215010668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='25' src='http://aycu36.webshots.com/image/13035/2005401793937817521_rs.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7499641.post-6324874751185070288</id><published>2008-09-16T12:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T12:52:13.545+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>third day into the uncontrollable mind thoughts i've been having. all this for a silly card. i wonder if you're reading this. i don't read yours, so i guess you won't be reading mine. haizz. felt ok a bit last night after chatting to a friend about it. now its back. started the morning with House M.D., thoughts then started coming in. these tv shows never seem to be out of "relationship problems" in them. one about a doctor with a unstable marriage. turns out that the wife is cheating on him. then theres the main character, House, who is somewhat trying to seperate his ex-wife from her current husband. male and female patients having affairs, transferred std to the partners. i guess these things are what brought back those thoughts. day by day, looking at the handphone hoping for an sms. maybe i scared you, disappeared from your life for some time and suddenly wanted to hand you "something". is it? i'm just sad because of how you reacted to me wanting to pass you "something". you don't have to ask him to call me. you really dun want anything to do with me anymore i guess. haizz. seriously, i feel like a psycho typing this out here. i'm just letting things out. i don't want to say this to you directly coz that would seem like i'm stalking you. if you happen to read this, then, ok. if not, ok also. somehow i'd feel better if you're reading this. hmm. make sure you read my email. bb.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7499641-6324874751185070288?l=mohammadhanif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499641/posts/default/6324874751185070288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499641/posts/default/6324874751185070288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohammadhanif.blogspot.com/2008/09/third-day-into-uncontrollable-mind.html' title=''/><author><name>anep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17787983159215010668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='25' src='http://aycu36.webshots.com/image/13035/2005401793937817521_rs.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7499641.post-5095213870798321250</id><published>2008-09-15T16:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T16:31:22.557+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh god please make this school holiday a fast one. arghhhhh......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7499641-5095213870798321250?l=mohammadhanif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499641/posts/default/5095213870798321250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499641/posts/default/5095213870798321250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohammadhanif.blogspot.com/2008/09/oh-god-please-make-this-school-holiday.html' title=''/><author><name>anep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17787983159215010668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='25' src='http://aycu36.webshots.com/image/13035/2005401793937817521_rs.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7499641.post-3276389943873281529</id><published>2008-09-15T00:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T00:19:30.619+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>and as a new day arrives, heres something to cheer ME up. british accent is cool too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_OBlgSz8sSM&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_OBlgSz8sSM&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7499641-3276389943873281529?l=mohammadhanif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499641/posts/default/3276389943873281529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499641/posts/default/3276389943873281529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohammadhanif.blogspot.com/2008/09/and-as-new-day-arrives-heres-something.html' title=''/><author><name>anep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17787983159215010668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='25' src='http://aycu36.webshots.com/image/13035/2005401793937817521_rs.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7499641.post-7451962775756728092</id><published>2008-09-14T23:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T23:25:33.037+08:00</updated><title type='text'>one last post for the day.</title><content type='html'>pain. theres two types of pain that i know of. one is caused by your nerves, the other by the thoughts in your mind. in most cases unless you're really sick, the pain caused by your nerves can be cured. it only hurts in one area and most of the time you don't get distracted by it. the other pain on the other hand is different. its the type of feeling that makes you uneasy and easily distracted. you keep thinking of the cause of the pain, again and again. that is why this pain is hard to go away. similarly like cutting a healing cut. as its abt to heal, you cut it again. and it makes your tummy feel different somehow. you get distracted easily and your day is gone. ironically, this "pain" can exist in two form. the other better known counterpart is often there when someone has a crush on someone else. the same uneasy feeling, you keep thinking abt it again and again with that butterflies in the stomach. but they're different in a sense that, if you have a crush, you can let it out and hope the other person has the same feelings for you too. problem solved. well the "pain" don't quite give you any choice. if you're lucky, you have a shoulder to cry on. it helps eases the pain away. but most of the time you're out on your own. you try let it out to that person who used to be that special someone, but they kept quiet. you're left alone, clueless. next thing you know, they've found another partner. as much as you hope certain things will happen for your gain, you also want that special someone to be happy. so now you're back to square one, by yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;All the best to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7499641-7451962775756728092?l=mohammadhanif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499641/posts/default/7451962775756728092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499641/posts/default/7451962775756728092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohammadhanif.blogspot.com/2008/09/one-last-post-for-day.html' title='one last post for the day.'/><author><name>anep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17787983159215010668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='25' src='http://aycu36.webshots.com/image/13035/2005401793937817521_rs.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7499641.post-989276516162720106</id><published>2008-09-14T16:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T17:28:56.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>where is the love? to be precise, where is true love? i've just been enlightened by a friend on how common break ups are meant to be. an idea of it will be, once a couple breaks up, its history. there will be no sort of relationship between the two of them unless they decide to become friends. if not, they will continue their lives being strangers. i find this sad. not to mention i am sad right now. full commitment to something and it goes away just like that. a double whammy, each treats another as strangers. well in most cases i guess. i mean, if you tell someone you love them thats like a pact. that is supposed to mean something big. or does the word love mean nothing anymore. like a use and throw word. for me whether in a relationship or not, i will remember someone with a good impression on them, and how they've made an impact on my life. and when i tell someone i love them, thats for real. it might be hard to say it out, but for a relationship to end just like that. haizz. at least a closure would be ok. i guess when you have no one, thats when you cry yourself to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so much for a "friendly gesture", it turned into a threat. life is unfair.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7499641-989276516162720106?l=mohammadhanif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499641/posts/default/989276516162720106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499641/posts/default/989276516162720106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohammadhanif.blogspot.com/2008/09/whole-life-now-full-of-negativity.html' title=''/><author><name>anep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17787983159215010668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='25' src='http://aycu36.webshots.com/image/13035/2005401793937817521_rs.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7499641.post-5330169837332423223</id><published>2008-09-14T14:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T15:24:39.338+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>do i sound that bad? as if i want to hand you a bomb and mr protective just have to come to the rescue with a phone call. i'm still me, but i guess you've changed? you used to like secrets and surprises. maybe i sound like a stalker huh. hmm. ok, i'm nt d bf anymore, but at least treat me like a friend. haizz. never have i thought i'd be the person on the other line, where the girl wants the bf to take care of. nice one. when your other exs contacted you, you don't go telling me abt it. why must it be this way. why.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7499641-5330169837332423223?l=mohammadhanif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499641/posts/default/5330169837332423223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499641/posts/default/5330169837332423223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohammadhanif.blogspot.com/2008/09/do-i-sound-that-bad-as-if-i-want-to.html' title=''/><author><name>anep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17787983159215010668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='25' src='http://aycu36.webshots.com/image/13035/2005401793937817521_rs.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7499641.post-2754117359281353708</id><published>2008-09-13T20:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T20:37:00.272+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hmm. i just realised. the blog is like a person, a non-existing person, "whom" i talk out things like what i'm doing right now when one doesn't actually have a specific person to tell/brag/coment on how their day went. hmm. oh well. thank you Belouuuggck.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway, the first day as a promoter was BORING!!! or was it just the shop i was stationed at. but simply put it that no one needs a promoter in Sim Lim Square lah. i mean, its a tech mall. whoever goes there are most likely to know their things. i didn't sell anything. close to selling, but sold nuts. so my thought that being a promoter is similar to working as a "Retail Sales Associate" is WRONG! taaaatt..... it is somewhat similar, but this time you have to push your product. they don't want assistance or "just browsing". you have to shove your kay-poh ass in and "assist" them even if they just want to browse. sheesh. then you have to keep insisting, ON YOUR PRODUCTS. i wonder why doing so feels awkward. hmm. so anyhoo, i hope next week goes well. btw, i bought this raye card. its black with gold fonts, and the design is neat. yummae.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7499641-2754117359281353708?l=mohammadhanif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499641/posts/default/2754117359281353708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499641/posts/default/2754117359281353708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohammadhanif.blogspot.com/2008/09/hmm.html' title=''/><author><name>anep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17787983159215010668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='25' src='http://aycu36.webshots.com/image/13035/2005401793937817521_rs.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7499641.post-4786665229350155352</id><published>2008-09-12T21:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T22:06:29.171+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>just when I think it's over, mr internet have to show me the obvious. to be more precise, mr friendster. never am i at peace.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;while some people feel good to be single (after a chance at a possible marriage), some just feel empty being one. what a world huh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7499641-4786665229350155352?l=mohammadhanif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499641/posts/default/4786665229350155352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499641/posts/default/4786665229350155352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohammadhanif.blogspot.com/2008/09/just-when-i-think-its-over-mr-internet.html' title=''/><author><name>anep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17787983159215010668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='25' src='http://aycu36.webshots.com/image/13035/2005401793937817521_rs.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7499641.post-9211090868236388455</id><published>2008-09-10T16:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T16:14:01.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'>jumped!</title><content type='html'>wohoo.... scored a new promoter job. i went for the "training" just now. and interestingly, i didn't even called the guy up. instead, he called me! haha. hopefully being a promoter is easier compared to at you-know-where. stupid stocks even come during weekends. bad point is that, the brand right, isn't dat known uh eh. haha. its just not known here lah, in singapore, but its been out since i was borned. literally! established in 1989! haha. commission, here i come!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7499641-9211090868236388455?l=mohammadhanif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499641/posts/default/9211090868236388455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499641/posts/default/9211090868236388455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohammadhanif.blogspot.com/2008/09/jumped.html' title='jumped!'/><author><name>anep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17787983159215010668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='25' src='http://aycu36.webshots.com/image/13035/2005401793937817521_rs.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7499641.post-8152479463916897286</id><published>2008-09-07T17:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T17:06:29.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'>not funny</title><content type='html'>the mother tried to be funny just now while shopping for my baju kurung. "tak beli baju sepasang?" she said. i was pissed lah, and still am.  pfft..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7499641-8152479463916897286?l=mohammadhanif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499641/posts/default/8152479463916897286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499641/posts/default/8152479463916897286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohammadhanif.blogspot.com/2008/09/not-funny.html' title='not funny'/><author><name>anep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17787983159215010668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='25' src='http://aycu36.webshots.com/image/13035/2005401793937817521_rs.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7499641.post-8017122053285760725</id><published>2008-09-04T21:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T21:42:24.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what a dream</title><content type='html'>might be a bit too late, but i had a weird dream last night! two different scenarios in one dream. weird dreams but somewhat good dreams. haha. first dream is that i've passed my diploma course! lol. mr ADRIAN CHIA (my sec. school english teacher/class mentor) was in it. somehow, what determines whether i get my diploma or not is my english! haha. thats funny coz theres no english module in SP! yikes. so he had this talk with the principal on whether i should pass or not, he came out of the room then tell me i passed. haha. second dream is LAGI weird but cool. not very clear what happened tough, but this i remember. a sweet girl that caught my attention somehow went to sleep (its not in a room btw). so when she dusn wake up, i placed her inside a plastic box (those which you stuff things into lah) which is on my foldable trolley. haha. then after that, dunno what happened, i went around walking with another girl. not sure who le. one thing i'm puzzled with is how come sometimes when i dream, i dream of faces which i've never seen before. aniwae, both the girls are sweet. then something happened, i opened up the plastic box. then she started waking up. haha. wakakakakaka. she looks angry. haha. fucking dream rite? &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;btw, someone called me for a promoter job! not i call them, HE called ME! haha. nice one. if tings go well, i might be back to work on the next weekend! skali kene funan challenger dah! haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7499641-8017122053285760725?l=mohammadhanif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499641/posts/default/8017122053285760725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499641/posts/default/8017122053285760725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohammadhanif.blogspot.com/2008/09/what-dream.html' title='what a dream'/><author><name>anep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17787983159215010668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='25' src='http://aycu36.webshots.com/image/13035/2005401793937817521_rs.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7499641.post-3191774502428326368</id><published>2008-09-01T14:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T14:37:12.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'>inactive</title><content type='html'>to blog or not to blog? that is the question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blogging was alrite back then. somehow i got bored blogging until now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;being "my" type of person kinda suck. i like doing many things but never seem to pursue one to the end, of some sort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haizz....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aniwae, i made a flickr account:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mohdhanif89"&gt;http://www.flickr.com/photos/mohdhanif89&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so-called my good shots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;photobucket account still up and running:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v517/an3p/"&gt;http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v517/an3p/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this one is an online album.&lt;br /&gt;albums by the left sidebar&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7499641-3191774502428326368?l=mohammadhanif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499641/posts/default/3191774502428326368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499641/posts/default/3191774502428326368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohammadhanif.blogspot.com/2008/09/inactive.html' title='inactive'/><author><name>anep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17787983159215010668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='25' src='http://aycu36.webshots.com/image/13035/2005401793937817521_rs.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7499641.post-7139832919199125608</id><published>2008-08-26T00:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T00:23:34.258+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>all evanescence songs can now be added to the list of songs which reminds me of certain happenings in my life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7499641-7139832919199125608?l=mohammadhanif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499641/posts/default/7139832919199125608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499641/posts/default/7139832919199125608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohammadhanif.blogspot.com/2008/08/all-evanescence-songs-can-now-be-added.html' title=''/><author><name>anep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17787983159215010668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='25' src='http://aycu36.webshots.com/image/13035/2005401793937817521_rs.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7499641.post-239597052545777932</id><published>2008-08-14T15:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T15:34:48.449+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Is it because u'r my first love that I can't put the past behind. I have tons of workload from school enough to keep my mind occupied, but when the slightest thought of you come into mind, the uneasy feeling never fails to return. Once you were mine, next you're gone. The time spent, memories made, does it all have no meaning anymore. I'm now stuck, doing something that I feel wrong not doing but during the process brings the unwanted thoughts. This is basically why in religion, seperation after marriage is greatly discouraged. Its not that I don't want to help, but i feel that its unfair for me. If I were to stop helping out, then its unfair for her. So what am I supposed to do?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7499641-239597052545777932?l=mohammadhanif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499641/posts/default/239597052545777932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499641/posts/default/239597052545777932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohammadhanif.blogspot.com/2008/08/is-it-because-ur-my-first-love-that-i.html' title=''/><author><name>anep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17787983159215010668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='25' src='http://aycu36.webshots.com/image/13035/2005401793937817521_rs.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7499641.post-2616035661887648258</id><published>2008-07-31T23:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T23:55:56.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'>and life goes on</title><content type='html'>haizz. maybe getting back in touch isn't such a good idea. just seems unfair. i guess its easier to forget about the past when theres someone else. why can't i have a someone else? the mind just can't function anymore when theres a thought of the past, as if that thought is a virus or a bug that slows down your system. haizz. either i get a virus-blocker or i'll have to delete that virus from the system.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, school is tough. heh. didn't thought of it this way. and its gonna get tougher every time the school level is higher. its not actually meant to be fun uh. its fun for those who slack(which includes me last time). with assignments, projects, tests, a part-time job, tutorials, lessons and lectures, i think i barely have time for other things. liek fishing. damn i miss fishing, though i have YET to catch a fish since after my first fishing trip with my rod. haha. oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;come on anep, cheer up. many fishes in the sea, many fishes for you can see. haha. hopefully i'll get to catch one. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anep signing off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7499641-2616035661887648258?l=mohammadhanif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499641/posts/default/2616035661887648258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499641/posts/default/2616035661887648258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohammadhanif.blogspot.com/2008/07/and-life-goes-on.html' title='and life goes on'/><author><name>anep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17787983159215010668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='25' src='http://aycu36.webshots.com/image/13035/2005401793937817521_rs.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7499641.post-2369479878953585652</id><published>2008-07-29T22:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T23:00:44.232+08:00</updated><title type='text'>quickie</title><content type='html'>a simple update before i head to the toilet for a quick shower.&lt;br /&gt;- maths test II passed, 24/30. thought i could have done better, but i'm satisfied.&lt;br /&gt;- ACC presentation finally done. we set a pretty good benchmark for the upcoming groups.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;incoming!!!!&lt;br /&gt;- engineering design test II. hope i can just fucking pass this motherfucker paper. yes, to this extent.&lt;br /&gt;- CAMM metrology test 2 weeks to come. same goes for this, hope can pass.&lt;br /&gt;- RWP report submission due on 6th august(i think). have yet to edit after christine went through it.&lt;br /&gt;- FOUR exam papers around the 20th, last paper engineering materials II on the 28th.&lt;br /&gt;- TWO diploma plus group assignments yet to be done and handed in. submission date is near.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;warghhhhhhh....&lt;br /&gt;anyone not yet in tertiary education, enjoy your half-day-at-school life before having to stay in school from morning till night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7499641-2369479878953585652?l=mohammadhanif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499641/posts/default/2369479878953585652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499641/posts/default/2369479878953585652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohammadhanif.blogspot.com/2008/07/quickie.html' title='quickie'/><author><name>anep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17787983159215010668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='25' src='http://aycu36.webshots.com/image/13035/2005401793937817521_rs.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7499641.post-3213021566754828825</id><published>2008-07-27T00:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T00:37:41.194+08:00</updated><title type='text'>outdated news</title><content type='html'>hellowww. some outdated whats-been-happening news for you. i went to sentosa last sunday the the ex-classmates last sunday!!! (excluding faiz becoz someone HAVE to werk. pfft.) seps brought his friend along, ANOTHER SEPS! haha. i wasn't able to take more scenery shots coz most of the time i'm either having fun with the guys(and gals) OR it was raining so now way on earth am i taking my cam out. (it sucks to be a photographer, becoz of many fucking reasons) but aniway, we had fun. finally after six months of so-called planning, IT took place. of course my entrance to sentosa was free thnx to OOPS! haha. dats why "I Love OOPS!". haha. so there we had a beach soccer match with myanmar. haha. serious. a bunch of myanmar guys on holiday. they're damn enthu in their holiday ah. kept video recording the metch. and also they wanted a team photo after the match ended. haha. in the end, it was myanmar ten and singapore a-number-below-ten. =) heres the link to the photos lah. btw, due to the reason that theres only one girl in most of the shots, the "closeness" of bare-bodied guys might seem gay. haha. &lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v517/an3p/Sentosa/"&gt;http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v517/an3p/Sentosa/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7499641-3213021566754828825?l=mohammadhanif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499641/posts/default/3213021566754828825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499641/posts/default/3213021566754828825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohammadhanif.blogspot.com/2008/07/outdated-news.html' title='outdated news'/><author><name>anep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17787983159215010668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='25' src='http://aycu36.webshots.com/image/13035/2005401793937817521_rs.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7499641.post-1870112942283144431</id><published>2008-07-20T22:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T23:08:41.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Menghapus Jejakmu</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Teruskan langkah melupakanmu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;lelah hati perhatikan sikapmu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;jalan pikiran mu buat ku ragu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;tak mungkin ini tetap bartahan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;perlahan mimpi terasa mengganggu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;kucoba untuk terus menjauh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;perlahan hati ku terbelenggu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ku coba untuk lanjutkan kan hidup&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;engkau bukan lah segalaku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;bukan tempat tuk menghentikan langkahku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;usai sudah semua berlalu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;biar hujan menghapus jejakmu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;teruskan langkah melupakanmu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;lelah hati perhatikan sikapmu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;jalan pikiran mu buat ku ragu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;tak mungkin ini tetap bertahan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;perlahan mimpi terasa mengganggu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ku coba tuk terus menjauh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;perlahan hati ku terbelenggu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ku coba untuk lanjutkan hidup&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;engkau bukan lah segalaku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;bukan tempat tuk hentikan langkah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;kuusai sudah semua berlalu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;biar hujan menghapus jejak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;mulepaskan segala nya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aniway, I went out with the ex-classmates just now. SENTOSA! After six months of many other plans, a sudden plan came out and we were out. haha. It was fun lah. Even though it rained, we were still up playing games. Like spending the best we get out of time uh. Like usual, separation is seriously fucked up to me. Its when the fun ends when you want it to be like, forever lah. Haizz. Aniwae, i got some shots. Will be uploading them to photobucket when i'm free. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7499641-1870112942283144431?l=mohammadhanif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499641/posts/default/1870112942283144431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499641/posts/default/1870112942283144431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohammadhanif.blogspot.com/2008/07/menghapus-jejakmu.html' title='Menghapus Jejakmu'/><author><name>anep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17787983159215010668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='25' src='http://aycu36.webshots.com/image/13035/2005401793937817521_rs.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7499641.post-4043461566254059503</id><published>2008-07-15T23:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T23:18:22.089+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dunno what to type</title><content type='html'>i'm lying on my bed with nothing to do. actually, theres a lot to do, just that i'm, erm, lazy. haha. i know someone who'd be angry if i said i'm lazy, or anyone else in fact. oops. anyway, i hope i'm in the correct course because i feel that being a licensed aircraft engineer isn't quite what i wanted. cold hard fact, engineers rectify the problems, technicians fix the problem. its not much of a hands on job i guess, compared to a technician, but a technician's pay is lower than that of an LAE. what i have in mind of my future work is something hands on. maybe fix this or that, BUT, if you mean fixing by means of riveting a plate to a structure of an aircraft, that is really fucked up lah. totally boring. but but, if i have lae, i wun have to do that. i just have to sign and make sure i didn't overlook anything. IF something were to happen, then its bubye to everything. haiyaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that was just something random. really nt much mood to post anything actually. haizz. if got gf can koling. haha. oh well. back to the old days.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7499641-4043461566254059503?l=mohammadhanif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499641/posts/default/4043461566254059503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499641/posts/default/4043461566254059503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohammadhanif.blogspot.com/2008/07/dunno-what-to-type.html' title='dunno what to type'/><author><name>anep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17787983159215010668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='25' src='http://aycu36.webshots.com/image/13035/2005401793937817521_rs.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7499641.post-6798701159589444173</id><published>2008-07-13T22:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-13T22:44:13.874+08:00</updated><title type='text'>yet another week</title><content type='html'>yet another week has passed. everything is drawing near. project deadlines, a test and exam papers. fuyyoh. my goodness man. totally worn out. (this is when my enthusiasm to type out a post goes kaput so suddenly.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i bought a 4gb thumbdrive, sandisk, same design as my old one. costs $23.60 at staff price. sheesh. i think last time when i bought my 1gb was more ex than this one lah. tsk3. u want a 4 gb thumbdrive at my price, come down to my workplace. =) if you know where that is.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7499641-6798701159589444173?l=mohammadhanif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499641/posts/default/6798701159589444173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499641/posts/default/6798701159589444173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohammadhanif.blogspot.com/2008/07/yet-another-week.html' title='yet another week'/><author><name>anep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17787983159215010668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='25' src='http://aycu36.webshots.com/image/13035/2005401793937817521_rs.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7499641.post-2441644747755816450</id><published>2008-07-12T23:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-12T23:37:33.047+08:00</updated><title type='text'>norwegian recycling</title><content type='html'>one thing great i got to know from work today. Norwegian Recycling! Basically this dood mashes up music pretty well indeed. similar to party ben uh, the guy that mashed greenday with eminem and some other bands. so anyway, yah. coolness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that apart, skool is getting really worked up. exams are seriously close. two month is seriously nothing. i mean, NOTHING. it passes just like that. with projects(at this point i realise i'm being fucked up complaining abt this that as if the whole revolves around me, but its my blog! =) and assignments to be done. erm, YET to be done. serious man. haiyoooo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another agenda, work. working there is fun, but the pay is low. like said by the ranger dood, what he earns one day is what i earn for days. even if i compare my pay with other promoters, i'm surely gonna lose lah. ciskebab.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;warghhhh. no life siaaaaa.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7499641-2441644747755816450?l=mohammadhanif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499641/posts/default/2441644747755816450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499641/posts/default/2441644747755816450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohammadhanif.blogspot.com/2008/07/norwegian-recycling.html' title='norwegian recycling'/><author><name>anep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17787983159215010668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='25' src='http://aycu36.webshots.com/image/13035/2005401793937817521_rs.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7499641.post-8966368118342406182</id><published>2008-07-03T22:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T23:23:06.519+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Here's a quick review of what happened in year 2 so far. School started, was slacking, more absentee for lessons, took up diploma plus, got a new classmate, some modules are fun some are boring, most modules revolve around math since forever, started project on rwp, started project on fof, completed fof project, completed rwp project, got an acc presentation, havent start on the project yet, got database and c# project(two different things btw) have yet to start, broke up, shafiq is in the same lecture theatre with me during EMII and Eng.Mat., unofficially quit rock climbing, bought a psp, telephone spoilt, got a new surprised phone, now handphone is spoilt, have to look for a new one, one more fof test, exams are near, i am so lazy, want to study bt feel lazy, blalblabla. sheesh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya, i still work at you know where for one more month, hopefully after i that i have a secured next higher-paying job.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7499641-8966368118342406182?l=mohammadhanif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499641/posts/default/8966368118342406182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499641/posts/default/8966368118342406182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohammadhanif.blogspot.com/2008/07/heres-quick-review-of-what-happened-in.html' title=''/><author><name>anep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17787983159215010668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='25' src='http://aycu36.webshots.com/image/13035/2005401793937817521_rs.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7499641.post-7516231791750325992</id><published>2008-07-02T23:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T23:48:20.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>life is just unfair. though i'm through IT, bt some things just come back suddenly and make you down at that exact moment. haizz. how i wish the MIB's neuralizer so that i can erase all those memories in the past. unfortunately not. bt there are other ways. so, gd bye forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strike&gt;so much for being friends forever all that fucked up i still love you. i cant believe i fell for it. its a life's lesson and you just thought me of your kind. just get out of my life!&lt;/srike&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7499641-7516231791750325992?l=mohammadhanif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499641/posts/default/7516231791750325992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499641/posts/default/7516231791750325992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohammadhanif.blogspot.com/2008/07/life-is-just-unfair.html' title=''/><author><name>anep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17787983159215010668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='25' src='http://aycu36.webshots.com/image/13035/2005401793937817521_rs.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7499641.post-2474484688794168581</id><published>2008-06-30T22:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T22:46:47.171+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Haizz. True love, as they call it, can't actually be looked for i guess. It's more of a, when that person is really meant for you, it will somehow stay that way no matter how much &lt;strike&gt;ups and&lt;/strike&gt; downs you went through together. Similiar to friends, there are some that come and go, bt the real friend(in this case partner) sticks with you. Only one ahhh. Friends can have a lot. Partner, ONE ONLY! &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;unless you're rich enough to handle 4 ladies that is(for the muslims)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7499641-2474484688794168581?l=mohammadhanif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499641/posts/default/2474484688794168581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7499641/posts/default/2474484688794168581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mohammadhanif.blogspot.com/2008/06/haizz.html' title=''/><author><name>anep</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17787983159215010668</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='25' src='http://aycu36.webshots.com/image/13035/2005401793937817521_rs.jpg'/></author></entry></feed>
