<?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-7363162</id><updated>2011-04-22T02:01:32.879+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Farhan's World</title><subtitle type='html'>A person who has irony written all over his smooth,pimple free face.A person who is scared of blood,mangled shit but a ambulance medic.One who has all the jokes in the world but never smiles.People who dont know me says I look like a  psycho murderer,Id like to say I have the special task force soldier look.Hahaha.So yeah, feel free to read about my insignificant but often interesting ramblings about life,corpses in this tiny microscopic island.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hans21.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363162/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hans21.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363162/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Hans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05935560791738534775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>168</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363162.post-1577468843257063153</id><published>2008-06-14T15:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-14T15:19:11.215+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Fuck Excercise!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im not against it or anything but please ensure there's a warm up and warm down after it.My arms hurt like hell after the DART pt.Btw, DART is an elite force in SCDF,which happens to be my csm.For the record I vomited twice in his physical training.And now I have 2 days mc which is ending tomorrow and my arm still hurts.Even typing this entry is a torture.And I shall list all.Trying to put soap on your body while bathing,wearing ur clothes,picking a cup to drink from it and the most pathetic of all-trying to light a cigarette with trembling fingers.I feel like a useless person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allah Is Great&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363162-1577468843257063153?l=hans21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hans21.blogspot.com/feeds/1577468843257063153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7363162&amp;postID=1577468843257063153' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363162/posts/default/1577468843257063153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363162/posts/default/1577468843257063153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hans21.blogspot.com/2008_06_01_archive.html#1577468843257063153' title=''/><author><name>Hans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05935560791738534775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363162.post-2337119939508069174</id><published>2008-05-07T18:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T18:38:59.767+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ORD oh!&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow I'll be having reservist orientation at CDA.Civil defence academy,I just dont like the atmosphere there with the officers and big wigs.Haiz.No choice,luckily only for two days.Woohoo.Suddenly I dont want to finish Ns,which by the way is in september.Haha.NO!. I do want to.This post is for those waiting to enlist,enjoy your time,if you want to be 'degil', be the pandai one not the bodoh one.You know what I mean when youre in there LOSERS!.2 years almost coming to an end.Real world here I come.No more exercises and all those time wasting crap, except for when the siren wails,you know what I mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allah Is Great!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363162-2337119939508069174?l=hans21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hans21.blogspot.com/feeds/2337119939508069174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7363162&amp;postID=2337119939508069174' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363162/posts/default/2337119939508069174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363162/posts/default/2337119939508069174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hans21.blogspot.com/2008_05_01_archive.html#2337119939508069174' title=''/><author><name>Hans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05935560791738534775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363162.post-396415539792477994</id><published>2008-04-26T00:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T00:31:21.284+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sleep deprived.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the record Khoi is going to enlist in June(3 months before my departure from it).Its been 52 hours since I had any good snoozing sleep.It really wreacks your mood,attention span,energy levels and whole lots more.After work today went to Khoi's place and witness his transformer-esque computer.Haha.And now my eyes are begging....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allah Is Great&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363162-396415539792477994?l=hans21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hans21.blogspot.com/feeds/396415539792477994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7363162&amp;postID=396415539792477994' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363162/posts/default/396415539792477994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363162/posts/default/396415539792477994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hans21.blogspot.com/2008_04_01_archive.html#396415539792477994' title=''/><author><name>Hans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05935560791738534775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363162.post-6885419947787155722</id><published>2008-04-23T17:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T18:04:39.732+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Procastination!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woohoo.Ive been wanting to change my passbook,book my TP test,change my Atm card,collect my diploma from MDIS since ages ago.And yeah since Arif wanted to go somewhere around that area,I somehow managed to collect my diploma,funny thing is that my classmated collected theirs in 2006 and yeah you guys do the maths,how long have I procastinated.Hahah.And then top-upped my riding account,and book my TP.Woohooo.ORD OH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allah Is Great&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363162-6885419947787155722?l=hans21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hans21.blogspot.com/feeds/6885419947787155722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7363162&amp;postID=6885419947787155722' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363162/posts/default/6885419947787155722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363162/posts/default/6885419947787155722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hans21.blogspot.com/2008_04_01_archive.html#6885419947787155722' title=''/><author><name>Hans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05935560791738534775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363162.post-4871774533969854084</id><published>2008-03-05T23:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-06T00:26:33.479+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sleep.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ive been sleeping like a giant for the past few days.I can go like 14 hours without knowing it.And it ruins my schedule.Going all shitty about not meeting people Ive promised.And somehow I can honestly say my mind and heart is not at it normal self.Worries.Unfounded worries.One that has no reason.I guess its about being alone,ending NS,getting older.Insecurities Ive never known or never thought would arise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However this brings me to a dream I had not long ago about motorcycles.To ride on the expressway alone,with cold morning wind in my face,enjoying the emptiness of night.Just glide with the wind till the pump station comes calling.Forgeting all my worries and problems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allah Is Great&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363162-4871774533969854084?l=hans21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hans21.blogspot.com/feeds/4871774533969854084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7363162&amp;postID=4871774533969854084' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363162/posts/default/4871774533969854084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363162/posts/default/4871774533969854084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hans21.blogspot.com/2008_03_01_archive.html#4871774533969854084' title=''/><author><name>Hans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05935560791738534775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363162.post-7966233294969222431</id><published>2008-02-20T14:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-20T14:53:52.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Zouk...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well Im getting lazier and lazier by the day to update,since work and life has been so slow and now words usually easy to be typed just come out short and simple.As Im typing now Ive been procastinating about updating.ORD,september.A dead end? A new and enriching beginning? I somehow regret not studying harder,the same words people such as teachers,parents,friends use to say to me.Someway or another Im not prepared for the open world whereby Im on my own,to sink or swim.Only god knows how much I worry about my future,in education,health,personality,family,love.It all seems fast.21.You guys get what I mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The root of the problem is money.How much Im going to make and not going to make.The life of relaxation and devil-may-care attitude is  coming to and end.I hope.Well yeah I always reminisce about my youth,the fun,sadness,silly I love you kinda things&lt;br /&gt;during the teenage years.All gone for good.A new life of an adult begins.A great uncertainty awaits.But god-willing I'll make it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ORD oh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allah is Great&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363162-7966233294969222431?l=hans21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hans21.blogspot.com/feeds/7966233294969222431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7363162&amp;postID=7966233294969222431' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363162/posts/default/7966233294969222431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363162/posts/default/7966233294969222431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hans21.blogspot.com/2008_02_01_archive.html#7966233294969222431' title=''/><author><name>Hans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05935560791738534775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363162.post-1931177305663859494</id><published>2008-02-06T00:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-06T00:14:13.395+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Farhan's definition of being Cool and succesful in life(well at the age of 22)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A job at some store&lt;br /&gt;Husqvarna 250 with motard wheels&lt;br /&gt;Undergraduate at some university&lt;br /&gt;Maybe a girlfriend(not a must but who knows)&lt;br /&gt;God-fearing(solat lah)&lt;br /&gt;Quit smoking(hard but I'll try lah)&lt;br /&gt;Bukak braces(dah karat pun)&lt;br /&gt;ORD oh!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363162-1931177305663859494?l=hans21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hans21.blogspot.com/feeds/1931177305663859494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7363162&amp;postID=1931177305663859494' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363162/posts/default/1931177305663859494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363162/posts/default/1931177305663859494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hans21.blogspot.com/2008_02_01_archive.html#1931177305663859494' title=''/><author><name>Hans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05935560791738534775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363162.post-6185395768009520244</id><published>2007-12-05T15:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-05T15:15:35.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A weeks time....&lt;br /&gt;Its raining heavily since morning,ok lah no complains here.But thing is Im on leave for 10 days till next thursday and Ive got no plans,well except for zouk-out this saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Money? Next week,7 days away.Of wait.Fuck.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363162-6185395768009520244?l=hans21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hans21.blogspot.com/feeds/6185395768009520244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7363162&amp;postID=6185395768009520244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363162/posts/default/6185395768009520244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363162/posts/default/6185395768009520244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hans21.blogspot.com/2007_12_01_archive.html#6185395768009520244' title=''/><author><name>Hans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05935560791738534775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363162.post-3048297626855102</id><published>2007-11-24T21:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-24T21:50:57.742+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Money.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shit! How's life without it.Im in deep shit,for the past few days after pay day, I spent it like water and now I have barely 5 bucks set aside daily for food,transport and cigs till next 12th.Fuck.And now for the past 2 days,no nicotine has polluted my lungs.This is one of those rare days when I stay at home on saturday.Damn,I feel like in secondary school days where its spent at home with tv and the internet.Wow,I feel 15 again! Ok lame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I shall be disciplined this month.Saving up for a new handphone next month and at least book my traffic police test.Fuck.I want a new shoe and this mat-rep look-alike but nike long sleeve shirt I saw at Tebrau City in jb.119 ringgit(You do the math).Last 2 days went for my bi-annual IPPT. Short form for Kill the weaklings(like me).Well at least now I can do 5 pull-ups instead of none before.But still I have to improve my running and shuttle run I feel damn heavy,almost like running with a wild boar on my back(or is it I weight like one?)But yeah,now confirm my 100 dollar skill allowance is gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you.Ive been thinking of you.All the time.I know you're working to forget about us.But yeah,I still cling to the hope that we can be together like in the past.i wish you all the best in your upcoming results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allah Is Great&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363162-3048297626855102?l=hans21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hans21.blogspot.com/feeds/3048297626855102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7363162&amp;postID=3048297626855102' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363162/posts/default/3048297626855102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363162/posts/default/3048297626855102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hans21.blogspot.com/2007_11_01_archive.html#3048297626855102' title=''/><author><name>Hans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05935560791738534775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363162.post-3942723740253302057</id><published>2007-10-30T16:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-30T16:28:57.528+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Mum's curse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Early in the morning,kena lecture! "Kau pass kan je kau nye lesen,tapi jgn beli motor,kau tk bace paper,banyak budak melayu mati".Ok mum,I understand your concern."Tape,nanti abang pass ,abang beli basikal, pasal smalam abang bace paper dah keluar law baru,naik basikal kene ade lesen 2B".Parents and their worries.As if Ive not enough scenes of death and gore at work.Haiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well,today was a first since,it rained and I have to wear a raincoat.But half-way the rain stopped and the sun came out to play.Haha.Luckily I passed the subject since despite repeated warnings,fail to check the blind spot.But yeah, I still passed.Bottomline.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Working tonight! Wohooo. Meeting the Anak Sundalz crew,with asraf and fadhil.HAHA.Ok no,let there be no gory shit and posessed people tonight.Till next time creeps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allah Is Great&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363162-3942723740253302057?l=hans21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hans21.blogspot.com/feeds/3942723740253302057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7363162&amp;postID=3942723740253302057' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363162/posts/default/3942723740253302057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363162/posts/default/3942723740253302057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hans21.blogspot.com/2007_10_01_archive.html#3942723740253302057' title=''/><author><name>Hans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05935560791738534775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363162.post-2741769897281476008</id><published>2007-10-22T16:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-22T16:58:10.047+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hari Raya.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it came,after a month of fasting.What can I say? Everyone is busy with their lives.So no jalan2 collection this year (too old anyway).First day,spent at grandma's house.Eat like a cow,but at least this year I had the disipline to stop when my stomach says no.Age opens my eyes very much for I ve learned lots of things about my cousins,aunts and uncles.Things better kept in the closet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the past few years,work has been my saviour.Every single year,same questions asked by the relatives.Got girlfriend yet? Sign on paramedic anot? After NS do what?&lt;br /&gt;the list goes on and on.Yikes!.Come to think of it,I thought I would be broke giving ang pow to the kids,but Ive survived.Hahah.Selamat Hari Raya everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allah Is Great&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363162-2741769897281476008?l=hans21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hans21.blogspot.com/feeds/2741769897281476008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7363162&amp;postID=2741769897281476008' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363162/posts/default/2741769897281476008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363162/posts/default/2741769897281476008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hans21.blogspot.com/2007_10_01_archive.html#2741769897281476008' title=''/><author><name>Hans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05935560791738534775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363162.post-3991576197636556927</id><published>2007-10-06T16:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-06T17:12:17.449+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hollywood crashes and heart Pain....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well being at work,I never fail to learn and witness new things,things not for the faint hearted.So yeah as you guys know and guess, yes Im going to share with you something heart-racing and adrenaline pumping.So on a very hot and humid tuesday afternoon,I was on the way to a fits patient,while stopping at the junction of Woodlands ave 2 and 5,witness this collision between a car and malaysian bike,needless to say I was stunned and shocked,first time in my life I saw this kind of situation.I radioed control telling them of what happen and decision to attend to this accident.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And from that moment on my adrenaline went into overdrive,what caused this was a bystander tried to hep the bike rider to stand or something for I myself cant really comprehend what he was doing.So from inside the ambulance I shouted for him to leave the man alone, since I cant run to attend as the green light at the opposite junction just flashed green,rendering it dangerous to just run across.Reason why I shouted is that,for road traffic accident ,trauma or fall victims,people untrained in emergency procedures shoudnt handle as they could inadvertantly cause the victim's spine to snap and just die in their hands.Luckily for me,I had an off duty traffic polie to help direct traffic.Luckily for the rider,he didnt die on the spot,because he did beat the red light, and crashed in to into a car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im puzzled and sad ,that someone's feelings could change from love and admiration one week and being just normal friends with the notion of my love for you is fading,the next week.Beats me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allah Is Great&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363162-3991576197636556927?l=hans21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hans21.blogspot.com/feeds/3991576197636556927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7363162&amp;postID=3991576197636556927' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363162/posts/default/3991576197636556927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363162/posts/default/3991576197636556927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hans21.blogspot.com/2007_10_01_archive.html#3991576197636556927' title=''/><author><name>Hans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05935560791738534775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363162.post-2120824505580900979</id><published>2007-09-29T02:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-29T02:15:40.582+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Geylang....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just got back from geylang with Rae the crazy ass rider,riding at 120km/hr with no hands.Ok,he has officially and physically made my balls for the first time in 19 yrs and 9 months,go up my throat and shrank to the size of chikus.Well saw tons of people from medics,primary school friends,my past patients( yes,the ones who called for ambulance)and hot chicks(Wooooohoooo,dah buke pe!).Bought kurma for family and had dendeng,haven't had them in years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thing is,I was walking along this crowded carpark and guess who I met? (The most famous malay comedian in sin-sia-pore).Alias Kadis, whom I thought was on the bike but actually on this electric bicycle,HAHAHAHA.Even the rider and pillion of a bike in front of us looked at us crazy hyenas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is also a first as I had my bike practical.Yeah.It was easy lah,nothing rocket science about it.And this has been in my head and chest for a very long time.Mum and dad thinks that riding a bike will get you killed in the most horrible of circumstances and this really bugs me."Kau,mentang-mentang masuk CD ,abe gaul dgn budak motor nak ikut orang naik motor".Ok,first of all I still fear riding on a bike,and second I know the worse of motorcycle riding,because mum I see bloody shit eveyday Im at work,even people on the bicycle get killed.I wont be stupid enough to be riding next to a casket van in case you want me in there as well.Enough said.Makes my blood boil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allah Is Great&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363162-2120824505580900979?l=hans21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hans21.blogspot.com/feeds/2120824505580900979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7363162&amp;postID=2120824505580900979' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363162/posts/default/2120824505580900979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363162/posts/default/2120824505580900979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hans21.blogspot.com/2007_09_01_archive.html#2120824505580900979' title=''/><author><name>Hans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05935560791738534775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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yesterday.Weeeeeeee..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allah Is Great&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363162-5661586066857717830?l=hans21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hans21.blogspot.com/feeds/5661586066857717830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7363162&amp;postID=5661586066857717830' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363162/posts/default/5661586066857717830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363162/posts/default/5661586066857717830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hans21.blogspot.com/2007_09_01_archive.html#5661586066857717830' title=''/><author><name>Hans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05935560791738534775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363162.post-6743795404347715640</id><published>2007-09-18T15:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T16:08:28.132+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>TO fast or not to FAST...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today is the 6th day of fasting or more aptly known as Puasa.Times are trying,its hard balancing God and patients,both the human variant and the emotional one.Yesterday as great as it was the first time I broke fast at station,thank god for no calls during that moment.I also want to thank the retired firefighter that donated the briyani rice to us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well,fasting month has its specail meaning to me,for this time last year was my enlistment time,time where every single day was filled with excercise and more excercise,fasting going on alongside.Life was miserable,I prayed for him to strengthen my will and body,I almost shed a tear when after this very tough day,dehydrated and almost beaten by the sun and instrutors,I broke fast with a cup of colorfull but tasteless drink.It brought back my senses,dimmed by the elements.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fasting to me is strictly a time to discipline myself,both spiritually and physically,I thank him everyday for prolonging my life to save others in my line of work and fast at the same time,double pay lah eh.....Haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allah Is GREAT.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363162-6743795404347715640?l=hans21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363162.post-8651467776950297903</id><published>2007-09-15T23:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-15T23:35:29.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sentosa and Puasa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday was sentosa day,had lots of fun and monkey moments.Pity I dont have a camera of my own.Like Khairul's 1400 bucks canon camera.If only money grew on tress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday,fasting month started.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS:My mind now is blank,not because of pussy, but blank.Just blank.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allah Is Great&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363162-8651467776950297903?l=hans21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363162.post-5376546563013617500</id><published>2007-09-07T22:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-07T22:45:55.047+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Dis-hearted&lt;br /&gt;Dis-enfranchised&lt;br /&gt;Dis-Turbed&lt;br /&gt;Dis-located&lt;br /&gt;Dis-sed&lt;br /&gt;Dis-tracted&lt;br /&gt;Dis-tant&lt;br /&gt;Dis-tance&lt;br /&gt;Dis-respect&lt;br /&gt;Dis-orientated&lt;br /&gt;Dis-member&lt;br /&gt;Dis-ease&lt;br /&gt;Dis-posed&lt;br /&gt;Dis-posal&lt;br /&gt;Dis-ability&lt;br /&gt;Dis-rupted&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363162-5376546563013617500?l=hans21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hans21.blogspot.com/feeds/5376546563013617500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7363162&amp;postID=5376546563013617500' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363162/posts/default/5376546563013617500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363162/posts/default/5376546563013617500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hans21.blogspot.com/2007_09_01_archive.html#5376546563013617500' title=''/><author><name>Hans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05935560791738534775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363162.post-8325346907057801018</id><published>2007-09-06T18:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-06T19:16:29.454+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Past Girls....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A mess.One that Ive no answer.Just read an ex's friendster page.It all came flooding in.Yes.Its been a year since.Girlfriend? Been MIA for days.I dont know and I frankly dont care.Just prepare for the worse and hope for the best.I guess,life sometimes immitate art.The love is still there but slowly receding as days go by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the company of friends is soothing.More so than pain of the heart.They're the painkillers to all heartbreak.A man so strong,fearless in face of death and blood who use to say only God he fears is now reduced to a broken wreak.Whose rehab,God knows.Here I am chewing gum at this time with nothing nice to think of.But whose is up in his hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to think love is eternal,find the correct one and stay with her for life.Till death do us part.But that has to be re-evaluated.The one will never be there.Even if she is,time will show her true colors and soon she'll be called the one in the a long list of the one's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life,death,love,pain leave everyone scarred.Goodbye's used to be pain and full of regret,tears shed and the ache in the hest ever present but whats pain due to love when compared to tears due to death.People do all kind of things to relieve pain of the heart but for me writing and typing words sooths me.For no one can take away my words,fingers and brain needed to type this entry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS:Readers dont have to understand what I mean for its not me but its a sincere reflection of the heart.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363162-8325346907057801018?l=hans21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hans21.blogspot.com/feeds/8325346907057801018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7363162&amp;postID=8325346907057801018' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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jolted from my get-up and enjoy life kinda routine.A friend at work of mine died.In a motorcycle accident.A nice guy,always smiling and smoking with the bunch.A great person lost.He's just 21 years old.At such a promising age....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS:Its been days since......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allah is Great&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363162-4583349375861293875?l=hans21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hans21.blogspot.com/feeds/4583349375861293875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7363162&amp;postID=4583349375861293875' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363162/posts/default/4583349375861293875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363162/posts/default/4583349375861293875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hans21.blogspot.com/2007_09_01_archive.html#4583349375861293875' title=''/><author><name>Hans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05935560791738534775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363162.post-1416336920961984960</id><published>2007-09-02T17:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-02T17:27:21.827+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ME my driver and para-medic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was one of the funniest shift ever.Lets jut call my paramedic P and my driver K.Early in the morning I was hit by a shoe because of a medical term about people having a swollen jaw and me having the funnny bone to use said that people who have swollen jaw will look like P bacause P is on the big side with chubby cheeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And K,he is the most stress-free and happy person Ive ever met.Always with his 4-d and whatever gambling has to do.I swear he has this list that looks like an acountant's balance sheet.And he will delay lunch just to see his results.And he is the only prson I know who still has a pager.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a field day,looking at girls.Of all ages and sizes.Blame that on the two married and child bearing men.Haha.Life is never boring with that two chee-ko-peks.All the kind of words ranging from hokkien,malay,englsh,singlish about the female gender is learned yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K also taught me the prevention to old age related ailments.Fruits.Yeah,the sour,sweet,juicy or whatever the taste.Eat lots of it and reduce your rice intake and God-willing your health will be in peak conditon for a long time to come.And yes,your could also use orange peelings to kill the smell of your shoe.All this courtesy of K.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allah Is Great&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363162-1416336920961984960?l=hans21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hans21.blogspot.com/feeds/1416336920961984960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7363162&amp;postID=1416336920961984960' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363162/posts/default/1416336920961984960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363162/posts/default/1416336920961984960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hans21.blogspot.com/2007_09_01_archive.html#1416336920961984960' title=''/><author><name>Hans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05935560791738534775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363162.post-7110346759846687390</id><published>2007-08-31T21:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-31T21:26:04.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I miss you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363162-7110346759846687390?l=hans21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hans21.blogspot.com/feeds/7110346759846687390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7363162&amp;postID=7110346759846687390' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363162/posts/default/7110346759846687390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363162/posts/default/7110346759846687390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hans21.blogspot.com/2007_08_01_archive.html#7110346759846687390' title=''/><author><name>Hans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05935560791738534775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363162.post-3513403522588543495</id><published>2007-08-26T21:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-26T22:35:08.489+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I wanna get bike license can?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Truth is Im stuck at my car license,at the very beginning which is the BTT.Fuck.I know Im dumb.But right now I've got no interest in pursuing it at any time soon.Because my heart is set into bikes.Mat rempit,No!.Abang cool in that kap-cai,YES!Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thing is Im  sorry for Rae because I feel like troubling him everytime he comes to pick me up to go town and all.A great friend indeed.Someone fresh from DB.Haha.Oooops.So everyone reading pray for me I can psycho mum ok? Haha.And yeah,ths can also come in handy for work.Delivery,Mac,Despatch.Work after ORD.Money for my advance studies.Degree!! Yeah!!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly you, I miss u rabak lah.Very very.I dont know when we can meet up but I hope soon.But cant blame you since exams is round the corner.I just hope everything will come out good or outstanding.Love u.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allah Is Great&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363162-3513403522588543495?l=hans21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hans21.blogspot.com/feeds/3513403522588543495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7363162&amp;postID=3513403522588543495' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363162/posts/default/3513403522588543495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363162/posts/default/3513403522588543495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hans21.blogspot.com/2007_08_01_archive.html#3513403522588543495' title=''/><author><name>Hans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05935560791738534775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363162.post-7448239368506153684</id><published>2007-08-17T12:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-17T12:21:41.361+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Im tired..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont know what to say but Im beginning to believe about all those weird stuff in the ambulane service.What I experience yesterday was that,all the cases were really bad ones,road traffic accident,car overturn like turtle,collapse(but we couldn revive him).What luck.But its the thrill of running with the streatcher with a dead person and all.Perspired like a pig.Panting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I dont know if the Bp guys want to go out this weekend.I hope they do because its been a while since I last saw them.I miss me missy but she's got to study,so I cant blame her.So guys,the cats away,let come out and play!!! Haha.Fasting month is fast approaching,and I can just imagine working and fasting at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And lastly I am in need of a vacation.A real good and relaxing one.Just like someone's.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allah Is Great&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363162-7448239368506153684?l=hans21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hans21.blogspot.com/feeds/7448239368506153684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7363162&amp;postID=7448239368506153684' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363162/posts/default/7448239368506153684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363162/posts/default/7448239368506153684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hans21.blogspot.com/2007_08_01_archive.html#7448239368506153684' title=''/><author><name>Hans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05935560791738534775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363162.post-5951107558097213329</id><published>2007-08-11T11:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-11T11:33:07.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im so happy now.And let me tell you why.I had a greatest national day ever.Not that I'm  in love wif the country or anything but with someone.Double Weeeeee.So yeah,on that day it was evenly split with up and downs.Firstly I had a great workout.Reminds me of my recruit days when sweat was king.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly met Missy and her 2 friends.Then went to cine to eat,not me but them. I was full due to mum's cooking earlier.A bit awkward but still endurable.Then apparently,her peeps and us got separated at Taka and yeah so it was just the 2 of us.Triple Weeeeeee.Magic far beyond Harry Potter's wand was seen there.Hehe.Only you and I know.Then we headed to esplanade and chaos ensued.Shit.People,tons of them.Foreign,local,alien.Lets just say,Fcuk the foreigners.Stay away from my national day.I see you fuck-face everyday at work.And please dont shout in my missy's face.I swear you're going to have to reconstruct your face after what I do to you.And yeah walking,continuous walking.Nvm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'll just say about this issue.Missy's friend has a problem.And it got me thinking.Height.Guys hear me here.A girl does look at your height.No matter how they say they dont mind,actually they do.Ok,Im being discriminating and bias here,but this will not be the case if  true and undying love is present.Other than that,your height still matter.But dont despair if you're vertically challenged.Because Im sure love is blind to all this.I can only hope.But conclusion is,I cant blame the girl if she rejects you base on your height.Im Sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday met with the 350 gang.At first only thought a few was coming.But end up,Ari,Fadil,Shafiq,Syed,Khoi,Sepet,and me was present.All the NS boys and one regular.At last we boys became men.But still the way we joke,like boys.Taiti,smoke,Mac,laptop,mp3,handphones.All the gadgets we need to keep ourselves occupied.All guys who have been together since 13.Now 20.Let the numbers speak for themselves.Ari the resident joker,whatever he says is pure joking gold.Hahaks.I lost my joking crown yesterday.Nvm.Sepet the OKB( orang kaya baru).Syed the OGB(orang gelap baru,army mah).Me? The OHG(orang happy giler),you guys should know by now why.&lt;br /&gt;And yeah that tops it up for the greatest 2 days in a long time,perhaps years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ps:I heart you........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allah Is Great&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363162-5951107558097213329?l=hans21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hans21.blogspot.com/feeds/5951107558097213329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7363162&amp;postID=5951107558097213329' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363162/posts/default/5951107558097213329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363162/posts/default/5951107558097213329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hans21.blogspot.com/2007_08_01_archive.html#5951107558097213329' title=''/><author><name>Hans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05935560791738534775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363162.post-3808285275029990151</id><published>2007-08-03T09:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-03T09:59:00.532+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Updated due to someone's request....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well for everyone reading,for the next countless entries I will talking about my cases as an ambulance medic(paramedic level 1).So if you guys are sick of it,I cant blame you.Thats all the stories I can share besides the boring and mundane life I go through as an oversize and overgrown kid nearing is 20th birthday.Im growing fatter and chubbier by the day if you notice.All my friends are in NS except for a few 'terlajak' ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last thursday was spent at MOS.Nothing new for me I guess.Just a bunch of tipsy and style-less people trying to have a good time.And no I did not drink,for that subject has been hovering round my fat laden brain.Anyway Ive got no money either.Adil had a fight,Rae running as if the fire alarm went off to help him.Yeah,some superficial cuts here and there.Nothing serious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ive actually been contemplating to take bike license since it will be easy for me scoot around,if you know what I mean.But that thought is killed by (insert lord voldemort here) the ever lingering thought of riders breaking bones,nasty deep cuts and losing fingers(no kidding) due to skidding and collisions.Haiz.Well if fear runs its course then,car will it be then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At last,the cartoon movie Ive been waitinng for so long has been released.The Simpsons movie!!!. Hahah.Saw it wif Rae(who only laugh once),Adil and his gf(forgot her name,Sorry).Laughed like a cow and hyena combined.The movie rocks my socks off lah,literally.Bart and Homer at each others throats all the time.But like all cartoon movies,it was short but worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you! Yes you!.Thanks ehh......Hehehe.Tahu Takpe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allah Is Great&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363162-3808285275029990151?l=hans21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hans21.blogspot.com/feeds/3808285275029990151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7363162&amp;postID=3808285275029990151' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363162/posts/default/3808285275029990151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363162/posts/default/3808285275029990151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hans21.blogspot.com/2007_08_01_archive.html#3808285275029990151' title=''/><author><name>Hans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05935560791738534775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363162.post-8506566274334696695</id><published>2007-07-21T14:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-21T15:13:09.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck it!.Thats the attitude I'm gonna adopt for the rest of my life.For life is not meant to be taken seriously.Yeah.Just go with the flow as they say.I'd quote,Paramedic Hazlina:"Why are you still laughing when Ive scolded you?.Farhan:"What do you expect me to do,cry?.Hahahaha.I couldnt care less.Work is work lah,no need for all that drama mama shit.And thing is people will ask me why I'm not goofy and smiley when I come to work.Haha.So you tell me,be happy or be frowny all day long.Fucky assholes.Nobody can kill my attitude and behaviour,like seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pendek paramedic has been like a little boy for 3 shifts running.And I have the bad luck of having tiring cases with him as first case of the shift.Those near death ones.To top it off,he acts like the patient also.He will cough and twitch his shoulders every two minutes.And he dared ask me for a massage.Idiot!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Missy is in Desaru now.Haiz.Nvm.Going out later to meet Rae and Wan Raul.Chicks,smoke,eat,laugh,go home.Yeah.The normal muda-mudi stuff on a saturday night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS:Thanks for teaching me something new aite,and please dont play the why game anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allah Is Great&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363162-8506566274334696695?l=hans21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hans21.blogspot.com/feeds/8506566274334696695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7363162&amp;postID=8506566274334696695' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363162/posts/default/8506566274334696695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363162/posts/default/8506566274334696695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hans21.blogspot.com/2007_07_01_archive.html#8506566274334696695' title=''/><author><name>Hans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05935560791738534775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363162.post-2936392389626497033</id><published>2007-07-16T11:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-16T12:03:06.182+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sick and Tired(Literally and figuratively)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok last nite only two calls.So relax.Ok nvm.I slept at the small sentry booth sharing one medium size pillow with two other like-minded cum sleepy NS-men.First I slept there because after my late night phone call with me missy,decided to accompany Fahmi busuk(literally) at the sentry with my new companion,Miss Psp.Hahaha.Then an hour later ,wanted to sleep in the dorm but my endless dumb luck brought me back to the sentry bacause the dorm bed was full of snoring firefighters.(I swear one of the snores sounded like the fire alarm).So then Fahmi went into his locker and brought out a pillow for us to lie on.So time after that another luckless firefighter came to 'asap' and then with me and busuk sleeping soundly,he also slept with us.Three like-minded guys sleeping on the cold hard floor sharing a pillow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till now I still cant digest how three heads ould fit into a pillow.But we did.Haha.Syed.My dear choco-boy friend(His ex called him that).Is now in Tekong.Good luck my good friend.See you in to weeks time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS:I miss someone.A friend.Happy Birthday aye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363162-2936392389626497033?l=hans21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hans21.blogspot.com/feeds/2936392389626497033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7363162&amp;postID=2936392389626497033' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363162/posts/default/2936392389626497033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363162/posts/default/2936392389626497033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hans21.blogspot.com/2007_07_01_archive.html#2936392389626497033' title=''/><author><name>Hans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05935560791738534775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363162.post-704802261048210190</id><published>2007-07-09T15:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-09T16:02:09.298+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Life's swell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For once,I can shout out loud that life is good and all.The powers-that-be at work dont mark me anymore.Why?.Because last week,I smoked in the female dorm(dont ask me why) but yeah I did.So worse case scenaro is that he chief paramedic would know and I would get a good screwing(not literally).But No!.He just said to me "I dont want to hear you smoke in the female dorm again".That simple,and Im scot free.Hurray!!!.No extra and no DB.Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second,work is fun lah.Like for real.I get along fine with everyone.The drivers,firefighters and all.Those who want to "powto" me for my attitude,Go ahead!.For I could not care less.And Im always hungry now.Eat like a pig.Ok no,Im not a pig.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thirdly,You.The late night phone hoggings and all.Tahu takpe!! Haha.Glad to have met you lah.Of all places,that place.You know I know.Shussssh.Lalalalalalalalalalalala.Weeeeeeeeeeeeeeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allah Is Great.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363162-704802261048210190?l=hans21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hans21.blogspot.com/feeds/704802261048210190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7363162&amp;postID=704802261048210190' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363162/posts/default/704802261048210190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363162/posts/default/704802261048210190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hans21.blogspot.com/2007_07_01_archive.html#704802261048210190' title=''/><author><name>Hans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05935560791738534775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363162.post-1958351823356706108</id><published>2007-06-30T12:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-30T13:17:35.658+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Simon Says&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who says flirting stops when you're at work because the pressure of working kills the 'creative' juices in us men.For at mine it does not,for it flourishes.Haha.Ok Ive got a number.Get it.Nvm.So yeah,there's first time for everything.Happy maybe.Feeling naughty,definitely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah,just checked yesterday,the god-forsaken GST monies haven't been distributed equally yet.Mum got.Dad and me still green-eyed.Shit.That 100 bucks could come in handy,at least for shopping before the increase kicks in.Shit again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok now I'm officially missing the 350 gang to bits.Fuck man,being an adult at times is no fun.Thoughts of earning money caused this lah.Always working,for what? God knows.And girls.Gang(350) killers,I say.But yeah,maybe Im just jealous because Im forever single and flirting(hard).Hahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smoking kills,all knows.But yeah,Im just want to remind myself that Im smoking way to much.TOO MUCH!. Blame it on NS.But yeah,guys and cigs are like the alpha-male and their testicles.Always together,for better or for increase GST.(worse,I mean).A pack a day,left like 3 sticks at the end of it.Just hope its a phrase Im going through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS:Pls get ur hp back,lah sweets.Boring lah gini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allah Is Great&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363162-1958351823356706108?l=hans21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hans21.blogspot.com/feeds/1958351823356706108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7363162&amp;postID=1958351823356706108' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363162/posts/default/1958351823356706108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363162/posts/default/1958351823356706108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hans21.blogspot.com/2007_06_01_archive.html#1958351823356706108' title=''/><author><name>Hans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05935560791738534775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363162.post-7874358780744782153</id><published>2007-06-22T19:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-22T20:13:59.361+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Here goes nothing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone bugged me to update,so yeah here is how it goes.Sunday night,someone irritated me with her msg.NVM.After reading that I slept(Working mah).At 5am,got a call someone cut this finger or should I say fingers at the dough cutting machine at this famous bakery(shall not reveal here).That poor chap actually had his chopped finger tips in the dough.And my paramedic cleaned the fingers off the dough.Yeah,it actually did happen and then placed in a bag with ice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On tuesday morning,someone msg asking me if I want to go out,when actually the anger hasn't subsided yet.So then it bugged me that she was blur like sotong the whole outing.Luckily for me she saved $11 on something.But the sotong queen was Aaarrgh!!! Blur!!!.Where to go? What to eat? What to do? MAMPUS!.Somehow later,I gained my patience.Heh.So for that blur sotongness to die off,I thought of something.And I bought her this t-shirt,nice design and colour.And my favourite part,it did not burn a hole in my pocket,well a bit.HAHAHAHA.So she went off,with a full tummy and happy with her new t-shirt.(Like all girls who goes out with me).As if!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday,morning at the train station,saw Asyahidah.All pretty and smiley.My crush in primary school,now a kindergarden teacher.So glad to be seeing her again.That very day at work was damn slow,no calls till 1pm.Had breakfast at 12.30pm.So very glad I did.Cos the next call really killed my appetite.Had a case of fall,normally just someone bleeding and needing bandange and all.But strange thing is that they asked us to go to the guardroom.Was it the guard that fell? I thought.When we arrived,the official asked us to follow them.Ok nvm.But when we reached the block,they pointed up.When my paramedic asked why,"Why fall from height ah?" They nodded,which then he told me.My legs went jelly and mind when blank.So the idiot fell onto the second floor covered walkway,I and my paramedic had to climb over the ledge to see his mangled and bloody body.Teeth all over and luckily he fell face down,cos I dont want to see his face.He broke his right arm also.My first fall from height case.Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS:I'm glad you fit into the t-shirt and love it too.How I wish I was the t-shirt instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allah Is Great&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363162-7874358780744782153?l=hans21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hans21.blogspot.com/feeds/7874358780744782153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7363162&amp;postID=7874358780744782153' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363162/posts/default/7874358780744782153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363162/posts/default/7874358780744782153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hans21.blogspot.com/2007_06_01_archive.html#7874358780744782153' title=''/><author><name>Hans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05935560791738534775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363162.post-1259830680822636506</id><published>2007-06-18T22:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-18T23:04:19.867+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Blood...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow the sight of blood doesnt give me the creeps anymore but it annoys me as I would have to clean the canvas sheet used to transport the poor person and the ambulance.Tiring stuff.Yeah,pass few shifts have been hectic.Amputations and open stitches,blood everywhere.A loss finger.Haiz.Somehow yesterday,it made my mood really sour.Someone made it to be.Whatever lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily my firefighter mates was great.Had a great time at Zouk on friday.Danced like crazy,then had our supper or early breakfast at zion road coffeeshop.Great mates,even if some of them came from dubious and troubled background.Thanks guys.Somehow I still miss the 350 gang.Everyone busy with their lives.Well Im still the Farhan you guys know.Clubbing  once in a blue moon,because you know why,its a waste of money.Period.I just go there to chill and check out the atmosphere.And no I'll never be a party animal.Just not me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allah Is Great.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363162-1259830680822636506?l=hans21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hans21.blogspot.com/feeds/1259830680822636506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7363162&amp;postID=1259830680822636506' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363162/posts/default/1259830680822636506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363162/posts/default/1259830680822636506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hans21.blogspot.com/2007_06_01_archive.html#1259830680822636506' title=''/><author><name>Hans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05935560791738534775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363162.post-6726924124123381410</id><published>2007-06-17T18:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-17T18:10:20.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>17 June...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today last year was the first time we met at my workplace.Yeah.I still remember .It was a Saturday last year.Her smile,I saw her  being dragged by her friend.A year ago...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363162-6726924124123381410?l=hans21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hans21.blogspot.com/feeds/6726924124123381410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7363162&amp;postID=6726924124123381410' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363162/posts/default/6726924124123381410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363162/posts/default/6726924124123381410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hans21.blogspot.com/2007_06_01_archive.html#6726924124123381410' title=''/><author><name>Hans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05935560791738534775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363162.post-1902915572106045056</id><published>2007-06-08T17:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-08T17:12:26.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Its 5pm now,in 3 hours time,I'll be working.Sheeesh.Im bored.Even after having lunch at Beach Road with Nis and Square.Good luck guys.Almost all the guys I know are in NS except for a few "keng" cases.Haha.Your time will come soon.Army for Syed,police for sepet,square,Nis,ari,Civil defence for me and rae.Yeah,we're men now.Men of steel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss sepet,khoi and Syed.All busy with their studies,work and national commitments.Next week I guess.If only we were like last time,only a phone call away for soccer under the void deck,lepak till the cows come home,smoke till the voice go kapuut.Man,I miss those times.20 years old now,well in 5 months time actually.But age cathces up on us like nobody's business.Ok Im emo.Period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But good thing is pay day will be next monday.Hip hip Hooray!!! But no point,all of it going to daily expenses and bills.I need a vacation.Maybe to Bali,KL or some middle-eastern country with guns and bullets.Haha.Did I say maybe? I think I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allah Is Great&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363162-1902915572106045056?l=hans21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hans21.blogspot.com/feeds/1902915572106045056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7363162&amp;postID=1902915572106045056' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363162/posts/default/1902915572106045056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363162/posts/default/1902915572106045056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hans21.blogspot.com/2007_06_01_archive.html#1902915572106045056' title=''/><author><name>Hans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05935560791738534775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363162.post-207296337737768784</id><published>2007-06-03T22:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-03T23:11:39.584+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Boys Night Out Cum Sleepover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work on a Friday night? Crazy. Sleep the next day till 5 pm.Not Crazy(well,not enough).Rae called and Dan called 5 minutes apart.(Shows they still need Mr Wacko).So there I was on my way to Town with my 'sembab' face.Luckily my trusty companion and 'gf' Miss Zen entertained me with the movie American History X on the way there.Reached Cineleisure at 7 and the whole gang was there along with their babes( not actually).Haha.Then ate and bla bla bla.Town is boring.Period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then headed to Bukit Panjang(yes Wan, Im blogging about town and the sleepover).Haha.Fcuk!.Well I was nervous going there since dad would kill me should he realise that Im not home yet.But NO!,he called at 8am and he's ok with it.Haha.Pheeew...First to Faris's place then to Dan's.Stayed up "playin the computer" all night.Haha.Wakakaka.Rae was irritating in trying to impersonate a porn star complete with him draped in a towel and running round Dan's room trying to shag everyone.Haha.Woke up at 10 and left.And I forgot.I was on stand-by from 6 to 11 am ,in case any medics is on MC.Luckily no one did. Double Pheeew!.&lt;br /&gt;PS:I've not ate for a complete 24 hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allah IS Great&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363162-207296337737768784?l=hans21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hans21.blogspot.com/feeds/207296337737768784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7363162&amp;postID=207296337737768784' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363162/posts/default/207296337737768784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363162/posts/default/207296337737768784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hans21.blogspot.com/2007_06_01_archive.html#207296337737768784' title=''/><author><name>Hans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05935560791738534775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363162.post-3979016709890797454</id><published>2007-05-21T14:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-29T17:49:44.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sex,Work and Cigarettes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work means that literally.For the past two days,the crew was crazy.For two shifts,I had two favourite drivers working.My favourite because,they always share their life stories and tell me tons of advise and everything else.And their never ending talk of sex.Haha.Crazy stuff.In details also,things close buddies tell each other.But I guess it was so as we spend 12 hours working together.Tiring stuff but great experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cigarettes,the constant companion.Without this,life at work will be damn boring and mundane.Hell yeah.Starting work,1 stick.Arrive hospital, 1 stick.Back at base 1 stick.If that particular case is very tiring,it will be 2 sticks,one after another.Yeah man,counting the number makes me think of the gory pictures on the packs.The norm will be,have lunch with ice milo then 1 stick.Simply heaven.And if need be,SHIT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cant stop laughing is always happening as we will always be talking about girls,sex,cigarettes and previous cases.Its great that these married men(as I'm an adult too) treat me as one of their own.And for once,I am excited to go to work.YEAH!."Cek,nk asap pat mane?" Heheh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allah Is Great&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363162-3979016709890797454?l=hans21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hans21.blogspot.com/feeds/3979016709890797454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7363162&amp;postID=3979016709890797454' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363162/posts/default/3979016709890797454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363162/posts/default/3979016709890797454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hans21.blogspot.com/2007_05_01_archive.html#3979016709890797454' title=''/><author><name>Hans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05935560791738534775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363162.post-5512754095716493118</id><published>2007-05-18T23:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-18T23:14:56.142+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I WANT THIS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imajr.com/Nike-sb_55330" title="Click for full size image." target=_blank&gt;&lt;img src="http://imajr.com/th/Nike-sb_55330.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so in love with the Nike skateboard edition right now.And the shoe I showed cost $139 and right now I think I should join Starbucks to get the money for that shoe.If I buy it this month,I have to live on $3 a day again just like the previous month,and I dont think I can endure that.Well next month,just hope and pray they still have my size.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363162-5512754095716493118?l=hans21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hans21.blogspot.com/feeds/5512754095716493118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7363162&amp;postID=5512754095716493118' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363162/posts/default/5512754095716493118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363162/posts/default/5512754095716493118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hans21.blogspot.com/2007_05_01_archive.html#5512754095716493118' title=''/><author><name>Hans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05935560791738534775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363162.post-1980917540674639331</id><published>2007-05-18T00:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-18T01:11:33.581+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Blur C**k&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work now is getting funny (not gory) especially at night.Yesterday, had this call at 3am and the whole crew was blur like sotong.Hopped in the ambulance and forgot to put on my shirt.Haha.And when asked my my superior to get something,I got somethinh else instead.Luckily the patient was stable and in no danger.Heh.But somehow the exhilaration of responding to calls never fail to excite my balls.Haha.Running like mad to the control room to get the call sheet and seeing the beacon and the siren.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this hour ,I just got back from lakeside for supper with Syed and Rae.Don;t ask me why lakeside,for even I cant answer that question.But the food was good but the it was a bit X.Oh yah,before that was at town watching blades of glory(if Im not wrong) and it was damn funny with its endless sex jokes.Wakakaaka.And Rae popped this question,What do you want to achieve by next year? Well age is coming to the big 20 and this question is something I have to think about.Till then, lets just say I still serving my NS and single(and loving it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allah Is Great&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363162-1980917540674639331?l=hans21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hans21.blogspot.com/feeds/1980917540674639331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7363162&amp;postID=1980917540674639331' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363162/posts/default/1980917540674639331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363162/posts/default/1980917540674639331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hans21.blogspot.com/2007_05_01_archive.html#1980917540674639331' title=''/><author><name>Hans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05935560791738534775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363162.post-4207255879871856533</id><published>2007-05-16T15:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-16T15:47:07.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Blank&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im just feeling blank about someone now.Just blank.Anger,maybe.But deleting my number? Ok nvm.Moving on.Had a great time with Nuurul on monday, watched spiderman and had lunch all while trying to keep myself warm.Damn,it was so cold at PS,the aircon was freezing my nuts literally.Spiderman was ok lah,not as great as 300 which is still the movie of the year to me.But I guess even Emo-shit made an appearance in Spiderman.Haha.Then someone had to report us to mr policeman because Nuurul was in my company."Mahu kapa boy". Ok then thats all for now,for my head is still freezing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allah IS Great&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363162-4207255879871856533?l=hans21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hans21.blogspot.com/feeds/4207255879871856533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7363162&amp;postID=4207255879871856533' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363162/posts/default/4207255879871856533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363162/posts/default/4207255879871856533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hans21.blogspot.com/2007_05_01_archive.html#4207255879871856533' title=''/><author><name>Hans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05935560791738534775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363162.post-9173507894142669333</id><published>2007-05-06T12:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-06T13:00:40.355+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Man's Crushed Head......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well thats what exactly happened an hour into my morning shift.I was trying really hard to compose myself to handle the situation upon looking at the gory mess.Eventhough I watched it from far,it was enough to send chills down my spine,goosebumps ran all over my body.Call me a sissy or lembek or whatever but I dont care.For it really affected me for a good hour.Somehow that scene prepared me for another dead body nearing the end of my shift.But somehow that was okay,nothing scary nor gory.Sometimes I feel the one above really want me to experience this kind of thing in my two years of life since I may not see things like this after that.Only God knows how terrified and fidgety I was on the way to the location.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday,slacked in town and all,with Rae,his girlfriend and her friend.Shit.Tickets for spiderman was sold-out.There goes our plans,but it was okay since we just walked around and played silly tricks on each other, and me having to poo two times(really bugged me)in the space of one hour.Haha.I gues it was the root beer.Fcuk!...And someone asking me to join her at Vivo last minute.(Ask me earlier next time yah,Im sure I'll cancel other plans if you do)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allah Is Great&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363162-9173507894142669333?l=hans21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hans21.blogspot.com/feeds/9173507894142669333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7363162&amp;postID=9173507894142669333' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363162/posts/default/9173507894142669333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363162/posts/default/9173507894142669333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hans21.blogspot.com/2007_05_01_archive.html#9173507894142669333' title=''/><author><name>Hans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05935560791738534775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363162.post-7637305789699492272</id><published>2007-04-28T23:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-29T00:26:01.065+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Emo Fuck!&lt;br /&gt;One video I found on everyone's favourite site,portraying those fuckin YP's and their idiotic yet supposedly "cool" style.Enjoy mates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/3S3JYBacfHA"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/3S3JYBacfHA" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&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/7363162-7637305789699492272?l=hans21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hans21.blogspot.com/feeds/7637305789699492272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7363162&amp;postID=7637305789699492272' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363162/posts/default/7637305789699492272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363162/posts/default/7637305789699492272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hans21.blogspot.com/2007_04_01_archive.html#7637305789699492272' title=''/><author><name>Hans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05935560791738534775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363162.post-2980033297894790320</id><published>2007-04-20T01:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-20T01:31:00.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Friendship and shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She never regard you as more than a friend.Just stop bothering her.Hah.Ok.Thanks for the words.Its time to move on and not look back, for it strains your neck and stabs your heart.Well you guys must be bored and tired of this "I wait for her even if it means 10 years shit".I'll spare you the torment.For I'm reborn again.She almost forced me to be the cliche "hit and run" kinda guy.But no, a soul tormented will not mean doin it onto others.I still have conscience.I still will be the nice irritating brace face.Not the I fuck and run kinda casanova.Its time to meet new people and forget the ones who will never return your call.FUCK.Im tired of this wooing thing.How I just wish I can die ,with a bullet in my head.Not that I want to be that guy who shot aimlessly at innocent people in the west but just a stray bullet from god knows where.A fast unsuspecting death.I want to meet my maker,for I've sinned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But somehow life goes on,NS still goes on lah idiot.HAHA.Tomorrow meeting little one for lunch and then playing carom at the usual spot.Can't wait since its been a little more than a month since I last saw her.Woohooooo.Save for my new found love(creative zen vision m),my parents,350 gang,and not forgetting little one(Im still single).These people and gadget gets me going with this sickening and gory world.Without them,Im just living for nothing.I sound a wee bit off in the brain in this entry but thats just it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allah Is Great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS:Nothing is more precious than life,dont end it because love is not found.For its is everywhere.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363162-2980033297894790320?l=hans21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hans21.blogspot.com/feeds/2980033297894790320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7363162&amp;postID=2980033297894790320' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363162/posts/default/2980033297894790320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363162/posts/default/2980033297894790320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hans21.blogspot.com/2007_04_01_archive.html#2980033297894790320' title=''/><author><name>Hans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05935560791738534775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363162.post-9110915270581632699</id><published>2007-04-13T00:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-13T01:16:42.452+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The end...........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Patience? What does it mean.Its either you have it or you dont.Well at times  I do and others I dont.It really depends what Im waiting for and why. In love,you say to the girl you will wait if she has a boyfriend and you really love her.Its like waiting at the bus stop for that bus but it either will come or not.Only time will tell.Somehow mine doesnt.After 7 years of doing that,mine didnt come.Well actually it past by but didnt stop.Somehow this experience teaches me some things in life are not fated and just not yours for the taking.How depressing.Indeed it is.But age has taught me,good things come to those who wait.Reading this phrase must come off as ironic(7 years but still not sweetheart),I'd like to think that the higher being has something better for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The important thing is not to let this depressing incident,shake your believe in god ,lose all hope of finding 'the one'.For he knows what is in store,I'd like to think.Yeah,this girl i've admired since entering secondary school,but had no courage(I admit,Im a nerd) to approach her.Even when I did and we eventually became friends,the words "I've fallen for you" was so heavy,that if it was spoken I swear I'd faint.Now she has fallen back in love(I  think) with her first love.Just like how depressed and down in the dumps when I  broke up with my first real girlfriend a year ago,life must go on.Tears will be shed,sleepness nights suffered,panda eyes,lost of appetite will be normal in the mourning period,but life goes on.I bid goodbye to you.Thanks for the memories.For I've come to the conclusion,my wait is over.You've never regard me anything more than just a friend.A friend worth forgetting.For only I know how you treated me,8 numbers with the name Farhan on it,a number you will never call nor text.A number worth deleting.Please dont make promises to call, you never do.&lt;br /&gt;.......................................................................................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allah Is Great.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363162-9110915270581632699?l=hans21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hans21.blogspot.com/feeds/9110915270581632699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7363162&amp;postID=9110915270581632699' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363162/posts/default/9110915270581632699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363162/posts/default/9110915270581632699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hans21.blogspot.com/2007_04_01_archive.html#9110915270581632699' title=''/><author><name>Hans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05935560791738534775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363162.post-6090181065684007835</id><published>2007-04-11T17:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-11T17:45:17.114+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>PAY DAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant wait for tomorrow for it brings absolute happiness and bliss to my wallet and my stomach.Im getting the same mp3 player as Khoi the scruffy skunk.Cant imagine the prospect of just chilling with my new found love(my mp3 lah),and just drift into my own world.Well peeps ,I hope you guys can make it for tomorrow's historic beginning.Haha.Life at work is okay now, well barely.At least one paramedic gave me a chance as she sees hope in me.Had a blast yesterday,but fuck the polyclinic treating us like we're their personal escort.Got pinched by my paramedic because of some old guy calling her "ah-soh",when she's just under 30.Haha.Other than that,I  spotted some hot nurses at the hospital.Makes the job all worthwhile.Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last sunday's gig was just great,save for some bruises from all the moshing,the music was ok-ok.One band was so horrific,that we booed it off stage.They made a huge entrance with their masks and all but sang like a sissy.The lead singer even went topless,but his muscles look like baby fats.HAHA.Fuckin YP'S.Well yeah, ended that day at esplanade with Din sharing his life story.What an inspirational guy.Laughed our ass of there,when the place was almost empty,since its a work day following that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To all:I really appreciate you guys tolerating my shit.&lt;br /&gt;To Aini:Smile more can........I want to learn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allah Is Great&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363162-6090181065684007835?l=hans21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hans21.blogspot.com/feeds/6090181065684007835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7363162&amp;postID=6090181065684007835' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363162/posts/default/6090181065684007835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363162/posts/default/6090181065684007835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hans21.blogspot.com/2007_04_01_archive.html#6090181065684007835' title=''/><author><name>Hans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05935560791738534775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363162.post-2092124755993896184</id><published>2007-04-04T13:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-04T13:19:13.644+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OFF!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So relieved right now that Im having my off days from yesterday till sunday.Almost a week of no politics and shit.That place is so vicious and gnarly that I wish I never set foot ever again.But somehow I MUST, since its obligatory and that its for two years.F*%#!!!.Well save for the little girl,my brain is almost fried with work.Now I know the measure of one's ego,based on rank and seniority.Just one thing,females.They should know their place in this male-dominated society and should never undermine us.Regardless of how high your rank is, you're still under 30 and I can just slap your face and subsequently remind you that (you fucking pussies should shut up before I finger yours).Enough said.No disrespect to females, but it bugs me to see and hear them bitch about people base on false pretences so that they can feel good about themselves.I love the female kind,for I have the best time with them.They're soft and cuddly just like a teddy bear.But the bitchy ones are just asking for it.Never have I been in a workplace,where everyone is back stabbing each other and putting on masks in front of each other,Hell on earth I say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now for this week,Guys Im not free today and Sunday,feel free to call aor text me anytime.Im fcukin bored since yesterday.Computers,cable tv,computers,lunch,cable tv again.Heh.Im growing a paunch and a double chin.Can't wait for Sunday, if everything comes together.Life would be blessed.Peeps performing, lunch by the ........................... Gd things comes to those who wait.Little one,hope you can make it aye.And George,keep rocking.......... with your mates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allah IS Great.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363162-2092124755993896184?l=hans21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hans21.blogspot.com/feeds/2092124755993896184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7363162&amp;postID=2092124755993896184' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363162/posts/default/2092124755993896184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363162/posts/default/2092124755993896184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hans21.blogspot.com/2007_04_01_archive.html#2092124755993896184' title=''/><author><name>Hans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05935560791738534775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363162.post-2448425591057417708</id><published>2007-03-18T20:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-20T01:08:17.589+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Fucking Work Politics!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah,I got ticked of by someone higher, rank but not height.I dont give a rat's ass about it because I'm just doing my time and I've got no other choice.Damn.The work is uplifting and all but the people in it just piss me off.I'm the lowest of the low,no rank,no experience,no support from anymore higher,no face.Period,I'm a nobody at work.But for the fact that everyone knows me and that they are welcoming just save it for me.Don't let me wear my violent mask.Nobody will like it.For I'm comtemplating to.For now,I'm just satisfied that the money is coming in and all.Like what The Hulk said"Don't make me angry,you wont like it if I angry".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But none of that matters now.Haha.Having my off day now,been sleeping the whole day.Now feeling lethargic and tired,from too much zzzzzzzz.Heh.Hope Rae and emo wan can make it for tomorrow.Because if not,I'll sleep and sleep till the cows come home.Lame.Well someone loves the beach so much that now , a week after tanning ,my skin is peeling off.I look like a freak .Tanning two times in three days.Haha.12/3/07.Heh.The why's and the coyness of it all.But it sure do result in something aye.Hah.But the pain of it all was worth it.Im sure you will too,aye?:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allah Is Great&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363162-2448425591057417708?l=hans21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hans21.blogspot.com/feeds/2448425591057417708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7363162&amp;postID=2448425591057417708' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363162/posts/default/2448425591057417708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363162/posts/default/2448425591057417708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hans21.blogspot.com/2007_03_01_archive.html#2448425591057417708' title=''/><author><name>Hans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05935560791738534775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363162.post-2133905249685931777</id><published>2007-03-11T20:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-11T21:04:48.692+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sentosa....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to sentosa yesterday with Shahrir and Aini.But had to wait an hour before 'mr superstar' came from home.But while waiting had mee siam and teh tarik at harbour front food centre with aini.Aini was looking sweet as always.Heh.Then took the bus there to pahlawan beach.The weather was geat for tanning and swimming,the water cold and clear.But thing is the sun tan lotion was a bit expensive,luckily for the watever amount of money I brought along.Then headed for a nice spot,nice and scorching.Wakaka.Applied tons of lotion before dozing off.Between me and Shahrir ,he beat me hands down in terms of muscle tone and size.But at least I dont have a bulging tummy and man-boobs like some.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After about 30mins tanning, all of us headed down to the water to chill and swim.But something almost happened in there.I swear.But did not.Heh. Me and aini just cuddled and walked in the water having a great conversation with each other.Till our palms and fingers started to wrinkle.I guess that was long enough,before we headed out of the water.Smoked a bit and then headed to the showers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Late afternoon was spent in town with aini safely home.There were shahrir's girlfriend and friend,adil and den the emo shit.Had dinner at far east and headed to taka atrium to chill and relax.By that point I was damn sleepy and tired,with my aching legs and hands from the swimming.Shahrir taught me a few pointers about girls,the usual stuffs.Haha.Den introduced me to this new indonesian song which is sung by Ungu if I'm not wrong.Very emoish and sad.Den almost cried when he heard the song himself and we sang like some heartbroken idiots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that headed to wheelock to give wan raul some cigs.But town was not itself,not packed as usual.Quite segregated.Taka and cineleisure was filled by people of contrasting races.Headed home form there using my new form transport.The 167 bus.Thanks aini for that great day.You know and I know what happened.Oh yah not forgetting shahrir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allah Is Great&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363162-2133905249685931777?l=hans21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hans21.blogspot.com/feeds/2133905249685931777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7363162&amp;postID=2133905249685931777' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363162/posts/default/2133905249685931777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363162/posts/default/2133905249685931777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hans21.blogspot.com/2007_03_01_archive.html#2133905249685931777' title=''/><author><name>Hans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05935560791738534775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363162.post-5842917398889519359</id><published>2007-03-06T20:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-06T20:54:37.924+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Peeps n shits...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ola!! Hahaha.Life has been good,still single but still good.Nothing to complain about.Work? Still gory and exciting as hell.Been hanging around with Shahrir and gang last friday.Saw 'her',still pretty as ever but i've got over it.Haha. Well ate at Far east as usual,did our jackass antics with ice horlics as our props.Heh;]. But who cares right?.We "cried" when we saw emo shit yp's.Somehow I feel, sitting at the atrium at Taka is eye opening in that sense(you know what I mean),seeing youths like me and gang doing idiotic jackass stunts and two girls making out while someone is filming them.Add with a fresh open pack of winston's.Now that's the life I enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It been awhile since the 350 gang last lepak.Everyone busy with their own partners and work.We should meet up man before the government comes calling....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allah Is Great&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363162-5842917398889519359?l=hans21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hans21.blogspot.com/feeds/5842917398889519359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7363162&amp;postID=5842917398889519359' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363162/posts/default/5842917398889519359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363162/posts/default/5842917398889519359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hans21.blogspot.com/2007_03_01_archive.html#5842917398889519359' title=''/><author><name>Hans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05935560791738534775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363162.post-3400521109850446457</id><published>2007-02-24T01:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-24T02:00:38.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Weeeee kekeke!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a blast I had today.Firstly had a hot date by the name of E (u peeps know).Had lunch at Marche's.It was ok,the food is nice and the concept a novelty.Not halal but hell was it gd.Wakakaka.Chatting and laughing away.We even coincidentally wore the same color,black top and black skirt for her and jeans for me.Great minds think alike I guess, or was it hot minds?(Haha).Then went to look for her shoes for her aunt's wedding.But shit thing is it rain like cats and dogs,we were soaked ,together with her sister who came also  after lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bid them goodbye after that to join up with syed,nuurul and mimi.Ate again at swenson's which was the cheapest meal ever at a restaurant(Syed,Thanks!!I love u).Then saw the lame chingay festival which I dont think is half as hot and exciting at Mardi Gras or Carnival.But hell the host tried to cheer the crowd by doing that stupid kallang wave and Ole Ole chant.Fuck.Please respect that chant please.It for crazy football fans in real 60,000 capacity stadium, not orchard road A-hole.So yeah while waiting and seeing the lame acts, me and syed got screened by plain clothes police.At least it shows that I look fierce and became a menace them.What an honour!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after that headed to great ol' Sembawang to play Tai ti.Haha.Met up with Sepet and Is. Had a great time playin laughin like hyenas with the usual crude jokes and asap(only for over 18 dudes who can afford it,even if it means pirates).Munching on cookies bought by me(Am I nice or what?)Wakaka.Then headed home after that.End of my Friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allah Is Great(Not you not me)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363162-3400521109850446457?l=hans21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hans21.blogspot.com/feeds/3400521109850446457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7363162&amp;postID=3400521109850446457' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363162/posts/default/3400521109850446457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363162/posts/default/3400521109850446457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hans21.blogspot.com/2007_02_01_archive.html#3400521109850446457' title=''/><author><name>Hans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05935560791738534775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363162.post-7192676639027831097</id><published>2007-02-15T22:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-15T22:48:43.478+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>V for Valentine?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a great day yesterday.Had cake and shopped with a good friend.I guess to lose a friend is worse than losing a lover.Gd friends are hard to come by.So yeah,enjoyed myself tremendously.Laughed like hyenas and stuff.And thing is I got a cookie and rose at the end of it.The kind of days are hard to come to by but then again its nice while it lasts.Aini,I just want to say a big Thank you for being such a sweetheart.Screw the boy who breaks her heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after she left,I had another date.... with sepet.Wakaka.So much for someone not being able to make it.Wanker.We had such a nice time with each other doing scenes from brokeback mountain..... NOT! .Haha.We actually played cards and talked about that day and its ridiculously things lovers do.Only to abruptly end it after I suffered severe tummy ache.I guess it was the cookie.Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To everyone I hope you had a great day yesterday and that your love will last even after all the flower petals fall off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allah Is Great&lt;br /&gt;(No one is greater)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363162-7192676639027831097?l=hans21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hans21.blogspot.com/feeds/7192676639027831097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7363162&amp;postID=7192676639027831097' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363162/posts/default/7192676639027831097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363162/posts/default/7192676639027831097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hans21.blogspot.com/2007_02_01_archive.html#7192676639027831097' title=''/><author><name>Hans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05935560791738534775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363162.post-2228617484489564640</id><published>2007-02-15T22:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-15T22:47:51.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>V for Valentine?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a great day yesterday.Had cake and shopped with a good friend.I guess to lose a friend is worse than losing a lover.Gd friends are hard to come by.So yeah,enjoyed myself tremendously.Laughed like hyenas and stuff.And thing is I got a cookie and rose at the end of it.The kind of days are hard to come to by but then again its nice while it lasts.Aini,I  just want to  say a big Thank you for being such a sweetheart.Screw the boy who breaks her heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after she left,I had another date.... with sepet.Wakaka.So much for someone not being able to make it.Wanker.We had such a nice time with each other doing scenes from brokeback mountain.....  NOT! .Haha.We actually played cards and talked about that day and its ridiculously things lovers do.Only to abruptly end it after I suffered severe tummy ache.I guess it was the cookie.Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To everyone I hope you had a great day yesterday and that your love will last even after all the flower petals fall off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allah Is Great&lt;br /&gt;(No one is greater)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363162-2228617484489564640?l=hans21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hans21.blogspot.com/feeds/2228617484489564640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7363162&amp;postID=2228617484489564640' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363162/posts/default/2228617484489564640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363162/posts/default/2228617484489564640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hans21.blogspot.com/2007_02_01_archive.html#2228617484489564640' title=''/><author><name>Hans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05935560791738534775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363162.post-117076001621820418</id><published>2007-02-06T18:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-06T19:06:56.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Miss HMV&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I just hope someone can cover me on so that I can go catch Muse with miss HMV(she looks like thai,LOL) on the 25 Feb. Really want to enjoy myself for a few days since enlistment I never had any enjoyment or shopping.Pay sucks, but at least since entering station my life is so NOT boring, with all the bullshit calls and idiots who want to skip monday.Haha. So please people,pray that I can go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well thing is, I must get a replacement by saturday so that I can go buy the tickets on that day at JB. Looking forward to it.Well at least I can work my magic on that long trip there.LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work? What can i say,it has gd timing but bad pay.Not bad actually.Since I only work 2 days followed by the same days off.Only 2 weeks work a month.And yeah, I get to see gory shit and screaming sissy(s) but then again who has this priviledge but me.Yeah me. The squirmy bastard.Haha.Im a medic,you call 995 you see me.But please dont abuse the system,Im here to save lives that are on the balance and not fever high idiots or ankle sore wuss(s).Please.But just to mention,I love going to schools,dont ask me why(you know why).But apart from broken bones,nothing else require my help since its just minor. Students nowadays are sickly.Period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allah Is Great&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363162-117076001621820418?l=hans21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hans21.blogspot.com/feeds/117076001621820418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7363162&amp;postID=117076001621820418' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363162/posts/default/117076001621820418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363162/posts/default/117076001621820418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hans21.blogspot.com/2007_02_01_archive.html#117076001621820418' title=''/><author><name>Hans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05935560791738534775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363162.post-117006289964782246</id><published>2007-01-29T17:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-29T17:28:19.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ME and ambulance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha,without knowing it,it has been 3 weeks since I entered Woodlands fire station.Well I have got the hang of things already,reporting and all that stuff.Last night was damn hilarious,with a drunkard making a scene with his stupid and funny antics.LOL. The people in station there are really nice and funny.No, I did not get  bullied,NEVER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life has been good to me,eventhough it is at times mundane and slow,its still is fullfiling and memorable,especially my life in NS.Love? Not yet,but definitely coming.Just wait.Good things comes to those who wait.Just that I dont want to rush,especially after what happen.My close friends are simply the best,always there when I need them(or was it I need a cig?)Haha.Syed is with J( no, not juliet).Sepet with Pendek.The only eligible bachelors is me and khoi.Haha.While stocks last.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is realy uninspired and random.Dont blame me if you sleep at the computer reading this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allah Is Great&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363162-117006289964782246?l=hans21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hans21.blogspot.com/feeds/117006289964782246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7363162&amp;postID=117006289964782246' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363162/posts/default/117006289964782246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363162/posts/default/117006289964782246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hans21.blogspot.com/2007_01_01_archive.html#117006289964782246' title=''/><author><name>Hans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05935560791738534775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363162.post-116905394768271338</id><published>2007-01-18T00:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-18T01:12:28.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Work and SOCCER!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I started at the fire station last night ,but was posted to the fire post somewhere at woodlands.It was a great first day got to do some basic stuff.The old birds were accomodating towards my learning and very patient with me.Saw some sad scenes,it kinda teaches me to value what I have right now.It was tiring but the adrenaline you have when running to the ambulance to respond to call is very exciting.Plus the siren and beacon,makes it much more interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I've just arrived home after watching the Singapore vs Indonesia match at national stadium.The crowd numbering to 14,000 people on both sides of the camp.The atmosphere was intense with us swearing constantly at the referee.Coupled with disturbing the pretty cisco officer watching over us and the girl to sold drinks in the stands.The match was exciting to see with the antics of players wanting free kicks and penalty and the occasional idiots who lie in angony only to pick themselves up and walk when the madics arrive.Then again,there were lots of chicks and hotties around.Kinda wierd since I dont think they came here to watch soccer or do they even understand the game? We shall never know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allah Is Great&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363162-116905394768271338?l=hans21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hans21.blogspot.com/feeds/116905394768271338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7363162&amp;postID=116905394768271338' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363162/posts/default/116905394768271338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363162/posts/default/116905394768271338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hans21.blogspot.com/2007_01_01_archive.html#116905394768271338' title=''/><author><name>Hans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05935560791738534775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363162.post-116886105734776795</id><published>2007-01-15T19:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-15T19:37:37.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Woodlands Fire Station&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just came home from that place,the place is ok.Not gonna say that everyone was so welcoming but I guess its normal for newbies to get the cold treatment.But on the bright side is that,the paramedic was HOT. Simply that.Our sight was fixed on her the moment she came from the paramedic room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now Im trying to psyche myself to deal with all the gory situations Im gonna encouncer.Gonna start my night shift tomorrow.I dont know what to expect but god please help me!!!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha.Woohoo!!!.Lame I know.Somehow these pass few weeks,I feel a new sense of purpose,someone new.Heheh.But lets see how it goes.NS isnt gonna make it any easier for me.But thing is my weekends maybe burned due to work commitments.But I just dont understand the ex bashing some people do on the net.Well first it shows your true colors.Second it makes a joke of all the things you've done with each other in the pass.Thirdly,Please lah,I know you've got someone new but dont have to say that person is a sucker right??. Cos that sucker did put his tongue into yours once upon a time and all the 'things' you've done with that person.Fourth,What you say should be a warning to your current beu.Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its funny thinking how sour love can get.But life goes on,right?.Definitely.Thanks for giving me an idea to blog.HAHA.LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALLAH Is Great&lt;br /&gt;(Cos he is n u dont)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363162-116886105734776795?l=hans21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hans21.blogspot.com/feeds/116886105734776795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7363162&amp;postID=116886105734776795' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363162/posts/default/116886105734776795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363162/posts/default/116886105734776795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hans21.blogspot.com/2007_01_01_archive.html#116886105734776795' title=''/><author><name>Hans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05935560791738534775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363162.post-116834956818266154</id><published>2007-01-09T20:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-09T21:32:48.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sick again!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont know but my immune system seem to forget to come to work after a long holiday.Haha. Mc again today(YAY!!).And thing is,it was raining the whole day.At least the medication is working. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This sickness was cause by yesterday's excercise at the cemetary next to camp.Had to carry overweight idiots on a strecther three times for 300metres in the hot sun.Fuck.The idiot still have the balls to sms his girlfriend about us carrying him.But good thing is there was this enterprising uncle who sold cold drinks from the back of his van for a dollar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow will be excercise again forthe whole day till 11pm.Shit!.I hope I can recover by tomorrow.And fun thing is tomorrow night time excercise will be held at the cemetary.Wooohooo!! It should be interesting.Very! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I think I will be posted to station next week.I dont know what to expect but hope that I will have the guts to see guts(if you know what I mean)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allah Is Great&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363162-116834956818266154?l=hans21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hans21.blogspot.com/feeds/116834956818266154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7363162&amp;postID=116834956818266154' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363162/posts/default/116834956818266154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363162/posts/default/116834956818266154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hans21.blogspot.com/2007_01_01_archive.html#116834956818266154' title=''/><author><name>Hans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05935560791738534775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363162.post-116749158893920561</id><published>2006-12-30T23:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-30T23:13:08.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Saddam is Dead&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So he is,this morning at 11.05 local time.I saw the video where he was lead up to the gallows.He was ice cold calm,even asking the guards who are wearing masks to cover and conceal their identities(pussies) to remove the blind fold which is normally don on death row people.He was inspiring and he showed to me how brave and courageous he was in time of death.May God bless him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To u:I dont know why,but you simply puzzle me.For i've grown to hate you,for no explaination given.Your sudden turn around in behaviour is saddening.Please dont contact me ever again,for I bid Good bye and Good luck for your O levels.You are my first,never will I forget that fact.I thank you for everything and please,dont say Hi when you see me outside for I will not reply.My honour is more valuable than our on-off friendship that will lead nowhere.You forced me.&lt;br /&gt;Bye........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allah Is Great&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363162-116749158893920561?l=hans21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hans21.blogspot.com/feeds/116749158893920561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7363162&amp;postID=116749158893920561' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363162/posts/default/116749158893920561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363162/posts/default/116749158893920561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hans21.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html#116749158893920561' title=''/><author><name>Hans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05935560791738534775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363162.post-116593022568480401</id><published>2006-12-12T21:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-12T21:30:25.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Im just mentally lethargic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The life after basic rescue is just plain dumb.Sleep ,sleep and more sleep.Thats what I do in class during the medical orderly course.I feel damn shitty every single day.How I  wish  I was in the fire fighter course during manly things.Haha.But the tough part is enduring poking your mates during IV and injection practicals.How I miss recruit life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aand to make things worse,my peeps keep cancelling our outing.One that I look forward to every weekend.FUCK! Im just at my breaking point.Luckily the holidays is just around the corner and that for first time in 5 years,there wil be a wedding in my family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now Im having a super bad cough,I guess its from all the cigs I had.No amount of cough syrup could cure it.And I think Im addicted to it already.How I wish there was someone in my life right now.Maybe later....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To you:Come back quick,and give me treat. Hehe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363162-116593022568480401?l=hans21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hans21.blogspot.com/feeds/116593022568480401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7363162&amp;postID=116593022568480401' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363162/posts/default/116593022568480401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363162/posts/default/116593022568480401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hans21.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html#116593022568480401' title=''/><author><name>Hans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05935560791738534775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363162.post-116489416180169107</id><published>2006-11-30T21:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-30T21:42:41.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>POP-OH!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its been a week since I pass out from recruit life,but thinking of it makes me feel sad that all the fun and sick moments we has ,ended.So yeah POP day was tough,a bit.But the starting of the week was hell.The parade rehearsals were tiring and torturing,I had a two tone look on my neck and arms after all that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;POP day was on wednesday,it started with us packing our field pack and helmets and reporting to the parade square where the whole batalion was assembling.Had our briefing and the never ending advice to drink lots of water.Haha!! As if they didnt torture us enough with that water parades since enlistment.We set off for the 10km road march shortly after.But it was humbling and scary to see all that graves at Jln  Bahar,and the best part was when we went up this hill and as far as the eyes can see,were graves and more graves.I think I drank 4 litres of toilet water(all our water are filled in the toilet) during the whole march if not more.But it was fun as I brought red bull,oreos and endless supply of cookies(this sound more like a picnic) and we shared them during the march(no choice,"nk sikit").&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second,after that we rested for 5 mins after arriving at base before running the obstacle course,I took my own sweet time as always.Then hydrated ourself once again before assembling for the parade.Luckily the commanders speech was not that long,however I heard someone fainting and medics scrambling.Its all over in no time,and we had lunch served specially by our instructors(LOSERS).And to top it off,we had ice-cream for dessert(not Haagen Daz but potong ice cream).And now Im a private,with my first stripe to come in 3 months time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allah Is Great.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363162-116489416180169107?l=hans21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hans21.blogspot.com/feeds/116489416180169107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7363162&amp;postID=116489416180169107' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363162/posts/default/116489416180169107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363162/posts/default/116489416180169107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hans21.blogspot.com/2006_11_01_archive.html#116489416180169107' title=''/><author><name>Hans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05935560791738534775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363162.post-116332585518723340</id><published>2006-11-12T17:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T18:04:15.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Tear Gas!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Folks im nearing the end of my basic training as of this week with two more to go.POP!!! Pass out !! Haha.And all the hell will end.I hope.Well this week was great in a way that that I fainted resulting from tear gas training.That was at Mandai training village.Full of mosquitos and hair raising "things".Before going to the gas chamber ,we had to run about 400 metres in the noon sun with the chemical suit with the gas mask and our long four uniform underneath.Damn was it hell!! So yeah after enduring the hot sun we had to stand in front the chamber and doing excercise meant for us to hyperventilate.By then,I knew how much the human body can really sweat.Dripping wet as if you just soaked in the swimming pool.We had a respite only when the C.O came for a visit.Pheeeww!!.However it was only a brief rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after that we were hearded in to the chamber which look like a torture chamber.No kidding.It was dark and dingy.The mind killing excercises continued the moment we entered.Then we saw thick white smoke coming out of this heater.That made me want to run for my life.But I stayed on,I dont know where the inspiration came from but it was much needed.We were made to face the wall,so that one by one could be "interrogated".I heard and occasionally glimpsing one by one running and kicking the instructors in their bid to exit that hellish place.Then it was my turn, I was pulled to the source of the gas and they asked me if I was ready time and time again.They surely look and sound like professional interrogators.Then they forcefully pulled my gas mask off and held my head just enough that most of the gas was in my face.The feeling was worse than I thought.It felt as if a barbeque pit was in your face.By then my eyes were tearing and my nose runny badly! I crawled out of the place with all my might even though it was held by my Sir and instructors.Immediately when I exited the room,I vomited and fainted on the spot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was for two minutes.Then I woke up and felt a burning sensation in my eyes,it was really bad.I sweated more and more,only after 15 minutes then I had the strength to stand up.It was the worse experince in my life.Nothing can compare.But then again not everyone can say he has ever experience tear gas like I did.Once in a lifetime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To you:Im deeply sorry.I regret saying what I did.Please accept my apology.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363162-116332585518723340?l=hans21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hans21.blogspot.com/feeds/116332585518723340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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type='html'>Hari raya in-camp&lt;br /&gt;Selamat Hari Raya to everyone,especially those who never fast at all.HAHA.The fasting month that passed will forever be etched in my mind for it is the most memorable one.One,I survived it in one piece.Two,I fast only for 20 days(dont ask why).Three,First time I broke fast mostly without the presence of my family.Four,I realise the mind is a wonderful organ as it can give you that last ounce of energy when your body says shut down and pass out.Fifth,You know you're a man not a boy when you survive the day still fasting,when you hear the azan played out loud and you gulp that  tasteless drink and immediately you feel an immense sense of satisfaction and you thank god endlessly for giving you that energy to still be alive and be stronger physically,mentally and spiritually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha.I sound so Emo.But Im human after all.24 November,the day of passing out.The day all torture will end so does all the fun and wacky things we pussy crazy recruits do.Well after booking in after the first day of Hari Raya,I felt really shitty for missing all the fun.My mum kept on telling me about all the visits they did on the second day of Hari Raya.F***.Oh well,since Im a bit old(maybe too old) to go collection with them,who cares.Life in camp is more fun and hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to Mandai Training Village,or otherwise known as MTV.But you wont see Usher or Green Day there,instead you will see derelict six story high HDB houses that are 70 years old.The place gave me the creeps the moment the lorry went past the sentry.So off we went to this basement classroom full of graffiti that looked as if it came off directly from an adult comic book.We learn crappy things like tunneling whick in laymen's term is digging a hole in the ground and supported with planks.The class was scheduled to be taught in two hours but my hilarious officer finished in 30 minutes.And we killed time by listening to him sharing ghost stories about the   place.It definitely gave me goose bumps.Then we waited and waited for lunch to be delivered.Man was it nice,never have I tasted chicken so nicely cooked.But then again I guess I was that hungry.I was appointed as OIC(overall in charge) for the tunelling operation.Which meant I get to laze around and order like minded peeps to get on their ass and dig.I actually help in the digging and man was it tiring.The digging team was sweating like pigs,every ince of our uniform was drenched as if rain was pouring.The cutting team was busy with their power saw ,killing the serenity of the place with their loud engine sound.To dig with the "cangkul" felt like digging your own grave.However the hard work was wasted when heavy rain forced us to abandon the operation.But the camaraderie between everyone was great.The reward to our hard work was ice cold 100 plus from the portable water stand.Damn was it sweet,sweeter than a girl's sweet lips.DAMN.The trip back was just great as the rain was damn heavy and the cool air invigorating.The guys even got time to  "switting" to this group of hot chicks in a small car,which was hilarious because the chicks dont give a damn about us.Pussy crazed assholes.LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To you:Selamat Hari Raya and Maaf Zahir Batin(in english accented malay,LOL).May you have the best Raya ever.Maybe after this you can treat me to a movie and swensons dinner with all that collections you've got.Please(with puppy eyes).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allah Is Great.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363162-116204186670023776?l=hans21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hans21.blogspot.com/feeds/116204186670023776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7363162&amp;postID=116204186670023776' title='0 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I did practically nothing this week in camp.This is because I was fit and healthy as a fiddle but fell sick on tuesday.Sick with what? Sore eyes,fever,sore throat,migraine,swelling behind the jaw,you-name-it-I-got-it ailments.Thanks god I was released today,cos I'm sick of the sick bay.Its supposedly haunted but I guess even the ghost fear having to take MC.HAHA.Damn,I miss my cigs.Luckily dad has some,to my surprise uncle Turk bought him some marlboro reds 100's from Dubai.Life's swell!.I don't know if I'm beginning to enjoy NS but the road is somewhat smoother now.To all my peeps,see you this saturday,usual place with usual "activities".But don't be shocked!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To u:Thanks for waking me up with your words of wisdom for you never fail to amaze me despite yout age.Thank you very much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allah Is Great&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363162-116134847729550928?l=hans21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hans21.blogspot.com/feeds/116134847729550928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7363162&amp;postID=116134847729550928' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363162/posts/default/116134847729550928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363162/posts/default/116134847729550928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hans21.blogspot.com/2006_10_01_archive.html#116134847729550928' title=''/><author><name>Hans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05935560791738534775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363162.post-116025512937739316</id><published>2006-10-08T04:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-08T05:05:29.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Emo boy and emo girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ramadan has a million and one meaning for me.Its never fails to teach me.For it weakens and builds me at the same time.God knows how and why.Kiwi.Starch."Fall-in".Im sick of it.I really do.To witness and person 3 years my senior crying really humbles me.For it happens once in a blue moon.Im no hulk nor macho man.But things that suppose to toughen you up must not be paid with tears.5 days.Days of isolation from girls,news,YP's,esplanade,town.Its just floats in your mind what is happening out there.The yearning to run and escape is deep.Ankle deep that is.At times I just ask myself why did I brought myslef to this hellhole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess it will never be answered.Never.For it has taught me things no books or module can cover.Never.The sweat that runs into your mouth,nose,ears,eyes.Especially eyes,the most excruciating thing that can happen while you're doing those goddamn push-ups.For it all originates from your forehead.The hand that trembles after you stand after that.Lessons that can never be taught.CD.Its no mat-rep gangsta paradise,for they also cry and faint while in it.Your mind always thinks of those good times you have with your family,friends and girlfriend or ex.Watever.This times round I just have to pay my way through manhood with physical and mental torture.The rite of passage is tough.I admit.But if it has changed me.Thank the almighty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this time in camp I'm awaken for sahur and water parade.But right now I'm savouring my cigarette while I wait for my mum to prepare sahur.And listening to Isabella by Amy Search just adds to the joy.Joy of manhood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To u:I miss u.Your warmness and english accented malay.But I'm contented with being friends.Your eyeliner.Your smile.......... The cure to all that fatigue and hurt,physical and emotional.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allah Huakbar!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363162-116025512937739316?l=hans21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hans21.blogspot.com/feeds/116025512937739316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7363162&amp;postID=116025512937739316' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363162/posts/default/116025512937739316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363162/posts/default/116025512937739316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hans21.blogspot.com/2006_10_01_archive.html#116025512937739316' title=''/><author><name>Hans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05935560791738534775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363162.post-115960075435432246</id><published>2006-09-30T15:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-30T15:19:14.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>RAMADAN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aaaaahhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!!!!!.My mind is just blank and tired.Its just sad that I have to break fast without my family around my side.Especially when the song that is played after the azan.And this added with the excruciating training in the hot sun.This month has been the most challenging ever in my life.But luckily everyone supports each other regardless of race and religion.I just hope my prayers to go to my desired vocation is granted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Water.Yes the insignificant thing that flows out of the tap.Now have I realised its effect on the body.For the lack of it thickens the blood and lower your blood pressure and causes all your migraines and headaches.Drink lots of it and your body will function optimally.However drink too much of it and your bladder will go into overdrive.Somehow I crave caffeine.Starbucks caffeine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to all,Take care and have a meaningful Ramadan&lt;br /&gt;To you,welcome back into my life.Emo and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allah Is Great.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363162-115960075435432246?l=hans21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hans21.blogspot.com/feeds/115960075435432246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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WEEK!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only now I understand when my dad says you will only know the meaning of hardship and suffering in NS.For now I do.Thanks Dad.This week has been hell for everyone in-camp.The PTI(physical training instructor) pushed us to our very limits.Cases of cramps,fainting,vomiting,back problems were rampant.I had fever for two days but thank-god I didn die.Now I realise the beauty of the mind,for it can override all the physical ailments you may have,fever and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sweat.Talking about it bring shivers down my very spine.Because we sweat like pigs,literally.I had to do my jumping jacks,with one eye closed because too much swaet was in it.The salt from the sweat was excruciating.And this coupled with 20 push-ups which time and again will be counted from zero because that fucker is not happy some dying recruits is not counting out the numbers loud.Imagine how depressing that is.I shouted myself hourse,till no words can come out of my throat now.Only God knows the word hell,besides me who knows something nearly like it on earth.However the only consolation is the food,three times daily and night snack.The reward to this is that,Im fit and tough,not forgetting my body is "nice"(if you know what I mean)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you,I didn notice you at all,I just wanted to get home from esplanade.Im tired and sore.But im glad we met.I have no words to say.Maybe later.Im still hurt,after that fiasco.Im sure it'll heal.I'll call you it does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To everyone,Selamat Berpuasa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allah Huakbar!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;From him I came ,and to him I return.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363162-115909153926946224?l=hans21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hans21.blogspot.com/feeds/115909153926946224/comments/default' title='Post 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>Fireworks!!!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;ON tuesday me and peeps saw the fireworks at the esplanade.The entire event almost never happened because Syed said his hair was ugly after having a haircut(or was it ugly all the time,haha).So yeah after work went straight home to hair a haircut only for it to be done really badly and ugly.I look like a butch,seriously!!!.Only on wednesday did I have it redone.So yeah now I look like a kid out of nursery.Back to the fireworks,Syed agreed to come only after long war-like negotiations with all the guarantees.The place was packed at 6 when the actual thing is suppose to start only at 9(it actually started at 8.58pm).Then bought some snacks before being tortured with the hard surface we sat on while waiting.Waited and waited.... Then at 8.58 the announcement came signalling the start of the fireworks.The speactacle was simply great and awesome.The explosion reminded me of my NCC days whereby we fired live ammunition,the sound was deafening.But  my tiring day was completed when that someone came with the smile.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363162-115517901191916183?l=hans21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hans21.blogspot.com/feeds/115517901191916183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7363162&amp;postID=115517901191916183' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363162/posts/default/115517901191916183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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unnecassary disruption to your normal pattern.I got cold feet today after my test as the feeling of failure just freaks me out.I guess you are your worse and most hated critic,because you are the only one that knows yourself.Marketing,fuck it.Journalism ,you rule!!.It sad as something from within could really crush your self  confidense and consequently result in your own failure and destruction.In Allah I trust and to him I return.However one thing I'll have difficulty doubting now is u........&lt;br /&gt;Allah Is Great&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363162-115478313464527249?l=hans21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hans21.blogspot.com/feeds/115478313464527249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7363162&amp;postID=115478313464527249' 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cookies,the weather is wierd right now,its like God cannot make up his mind whether its gonna rain or not.Had a whale of a time last friday with my peeps,so played pool as usual.I actually won three sets from the usual none.HAHA.I guess they let me since I was paying.Then after that headed to Hyatt Hotel to get our cigars.Just love them.Then took the train to Sembawang to kill time and ourselves!!.We laughed ourselves off with our antics,and Syed being the non-smoker among us,kept making stupid jokes and statements about smoking will kill us,as if we didnt know that fact.He almost broke my cigar into two when he tried to see how strong it was.I guess engineering students like to experiment,stupid and costly ones that is.We are the best of friends and no one can come into our circle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were talking about all things ,and one thing  that we collectively hated was friends who like to "ketuk".Its just pisses us off.Its the worst quality a friend can have.Imagine having one,the moment you go broke that person will surely distance themselves,because you know why? That person is also broke from the very beginning.Friends are suppose to be there no matter what happens.Period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allah Is Great&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363162-115424962121693074?l=hans21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hans21.blogspot.com/feeds/115424962121693074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7363162&amp;postID=115424962121693074' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363162/posts/default/115424962121693074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363162/posts/default/115424962121693074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hans21.blogspot.com/2006_07_01_archive.html#115424962121693074' title=''/><author><name>Hans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05935560791738534775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363162.post-115374571423717822</id><published>2006-07-24T20:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-24T20:55:14.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The Jew and the Muslim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today at work was superb.Simply inspiring.There's this regular customer called Jordan.He's from Israel and we always have a chat when he comes.People at times dont understand us because our conversations are peppered with hebrew words.So today at lunch,in front of the counter we had our usual chat,and the customers were like,"Hey that Jewish looking man is having a friendly chat with that malay boy".Well things grew weirder when we shook hands at the end of the conversation after  I said ,"Its amazing to see a jewish man and a muslim boy chatting like long lost friends,when actually they should be killing each other".Well yeah,simply amazing.I love meeting people but meeting you was the best....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allah Is Great&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363162-115374571423717822?l=hans21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hans21.blogspot.com/feeds/115374571423717822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7363162&amp;postID=115374571423717822' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363162/posts/default/115374571423717822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363162/posts/default/115374571423717822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hans21.blogspot.com/2006_07_01_archive.html#115374571423717822' title=''/><author><name>Hans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05935560791738534775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363162.post-115349340285046370</id><published>2006-07-21T22:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-21T22:50:02.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Thank You For Smoking!!!&lt;br /&gt;I watched the movie yesterday,and hell did I enjoyed it.Well first fact,I watched it alone.Don't ask me why but I did.Second the movie inspired all the intellectual juices in me.Third,I replaced popcorn with chewing gum,eventhough I had the cheese combos in my bag left over from esplanade.Fourth,I for the first time in I don't know when,never slept through the movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me tell you about the movie,its about this guy who works for the tobacco research institute who tells everyone(and I really mean everyone) that there's no proof that smoking really kills,well not concrete proof.And I love his quote "That's the beauty of argument,if you argue correctly,you're never wrong".And that the movie proves that smoking is your choice,the tobacco industry did not ask you to,you did.And bad thing about it is that its addictive.Well for one,I do cigars.I just love them,well my second love actually,*Wink wink*.Its just your personal choice,to smoke or not to smoke.To quote the language legend himself ,"To be or not to be".People get addicted to all kinds of things,even sex.(Imagine that).My point and the movie's point is,Think for your self.That quote reminds me of my dad.Well right now Im an addict,love addict that is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allah Is Great&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363162-115349340285046370?l=hans21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hans21.blogspot.com/feeds/115349340285046370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7363162&amp;postID=115349340285046370' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363162/posts/default/115349340285046370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363162/posts/default/115349340285046370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hans21.blogspot.com/2006_07_01_archive.html#115349340285046370' title=''/><author><name>Hans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05935560791738534775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363162.post-115291055366503873</id><published>2006-07-15T04:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-15T04:55:53.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Some Mushy Poem I saw while surfing&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;By Julia Erdan&lt;br /&gt;When I am wrapped up in your arms,&lt;br /&gt;I feel safer than ever before.&lt;br /&gt;When you stare into my eyes, its a feeling I can't ignore.&lt;br /&gt;I know this isn't just a game,&lt;br /&gt;because, what I feel for you,&lt;br /&gt;I never felt with anyone else.&lt;br /&gt;When I am close to you I am overwhelmed with happiness.&lt;br /&gt;You're what I've been waiting for my whole life.&lt;br /&gt;You're someone I can share my love with,&lt;br /&gt;you take away my fears.&lt;br /&gt;Words can't express how much I love you.&lt;br /&gt;But, through this short amount of time,&lt;br /&gt;I hope you realize that my love for you is real.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not with you to play games,&lt;br /&gt;and I know you feel the same.&lt;br /&gt;With you, is where I want to be&lt;br /&gt;because I found someone who loves me just for me.&lt;br /&gt;You give me all the reason in the world&lt;br /&gt;to believe that you won't hurt me in anyway.&lt;br /&gt;And if I ever lost you,&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what I would do.&lt;br /&gt;You probably think I am crazy,&lt;br /&gt;but truthfully I'm not.&lt;br /&gt;Every time that were together,&lt;br /&gt;it's a whole new experience for me.&lt;br /&gt;All I see in this world,&lt;br /&gt;is no one else but you and me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363162-115291055366503873?l=hans21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hans21.blogspot.com/feeds/115291055366503873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7363162&amp;postID=115291055366503873' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363162/posts/default/115291055366503873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363162/posts/default/115291055366503873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hans21.blogspot.com/2006_07_01_archive.html#115291055366503873' title=''/><author><name>Hans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05935560791738534775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363162.post-115290842681113546</id><published>2006-07-15T03:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-15T04:20:26.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Utterly Confused&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,what does it mean actually? I still dont have an answer.I just know that it can fill you will ecstacy in one moment but may turn you into a depressive wreck in another.Im confused right now,I just have no idea how to react.So you guys can say i'm Emo right now.My heart says,"Farhan,you have all the right to be angry" but I dont want to even if at times thinking of my predicament,I have all the reason to be.I miss her so much.Nothing even comes close to her.And my time as a civilian is drawing to a close.I just wanna spend time with her.Now without her,I just spend my time at work or playing pool with my peeps,instead of her filling me with jokes and joy.Now I realise its tough,tougher than my emo-ness can handle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being in the service industry,I've more than enough reason to be angry,but from those experiences it has somehow matured me that being patient will always pay.However now i'm at a crossroad of muted sadness and uncontrollable anguish.A week once."To be or not to be",words made famous by Shakespeare.I long for someone,whose's smile kill my ever-present frown,whose request for a wink is replied with pleasure,whose kisses make even the worst day at work seem worthwhile,whose mentos taste like its the best one ever made(eventhough its made in China),whose hands that make you feel secure and appreciated.Conclusion of it all,I'm just a baby who longs for a cuddle when cold and lonely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allah Huakbar!!!&lt;br /&gt;The Greatest,for He I Live and to Him I Return.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363162-115290842681113546?l=hans21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hans21.blogspot.com/feeds/115290842681113546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7363162&amp;postID=115290842681113546' title='0 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definitely didnt.Back to work and stupid customers.At least at the end of it,I have something to look forward to.Actually right now,I'm looking forward to NS.I wanna be tortured to my limits.I feel too comfy in this routine,five days of work with weekends off.Jalan2 abit here and there,I find life right now too aimless,without directions ,save for my love for someone.She preserves the sanity in me right now.I'm really thankful to have her.But one thing that I've learn is,to keep my cool."Just forget it" is my motto right now,instead of "Just Do It".At least I have someone to be mushy with at night.Not forgetting my peeps,who almost never fail to cheer me up with our weekly dose of playing pool.Right now I just need,my love,peeps,family and job.Nothing else even come close.And readers,please think about this quote:"Attitude reflects leadership"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allah Is Great&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363162-115254010917172083?l=hans21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hans21.blogspot.com/feeds/115254010917172083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7363162&amp;postID=115254010917172083' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363162/posts/default/115254010917172083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363162/posts/default/115254010917172083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hans21.blogspot.com/2006_07_01_archive.html#115254010917172083' title=''/><author><name>Hans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05935560791738534775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363162.post-115228604033994459</id><published>2006-07-07T23:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-07T23:27:20.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The world of dread&lt;br /&gt;Brazil is out,so too is Argentina.To me there's no point watching the final if there's no south american sides.Then again,maybe its just fated.I just feeling high now,so high that nothing else matters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually I have no idea what to blog now,cos my routine is working and working,besides that nothing else,well there is but Im keeping mum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allah Is Great&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363162-115228604033994459?l=hans21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363162.post-115132444093397942</id><published>2006-06-26T20:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-26T20:20:40.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>7 random facts about me&lt;br /&gt;1.8m&lt;br /&gt;Eldest son&lt;br /&gt;Brace Face&lt;br /&gt;Book worm&lt;br /&gt;Loves SK&lt;br /&gt;Starbucks servant&lt;br /&gt;Love to laugh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 things that scare me&lt;br /&gt;Allah&lt;br /&gt;Pay Day&lt;br /&gt;Heights&lt;br /&gt;Being late&lt;br /&gt;My parents&lt;br /&gt;Losing my job&lt;br /&gt;NS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 random music at the moment&lt;br /&gt;Gates of Babylon-Rainbow&lt;br /&gt;Burn-Deep Purple&lt;br /&gt;Tell me everything-Just Surrender&lt;br /&gt;Child in time-Deep purple&lt;br /&gt;Cute without the E-Taking back sunday&lt;br /&gt;King without a Crown-Matisyahu&lt;br /&gt;Hotel California-Less than Jake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 things i like the most&lt;br /&gt;SK&lt;br /&gt;My peeps&lt;br /&gt;Work&lt;br /&gt;Coffee&lt;br /&gt;Cigars&lt;br /&gt;My ipod shuffle&lt;br /&gt;Sleeping(who doesnt)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 things I say the most&lt;br /&gt;oooooookkkkkk(slow ooo and kkk)&lt;br /&gt;Kau dah kenape&lt;br /&gt;Jangan nak merepak&lt;br /&gt;Pi mampos&lt;br /&gt;Mat rep&lt;br /&gt;Dol&lt;br /&gt;No&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 people I wanna see do this&lt;br /&gt;Nobody(Bloody waste of time)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363162-115132444093397942?l=hans21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hans21.blogspot.com/feeds/115132444093397942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7363162&amp;postID=115132444093397942' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363162/posts/default/115132444093397942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363162/posts/default/115132444093397942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hans21.blogspot.com/2006_06_01_archive.html#115132444093397942' title=''/><author><name>Hans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05935560791738534775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363162.post-115120915464327857</id><published>2006-06-25T12:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-25T12:19:14.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ive no idea&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea what to say in this entry and for a person like me,that isnt always the case.Well,my mind has stagnated because Im doin the same thing again and again,such as work,work and more work.But I really enjoy it though.But good thing is,I met someone, someone i enjoy being with,name?? Don't ask,because I wont tell.For the past week or so,i've been inflicted with all the illness you can thing of,fever,flu,sore throat,migraine and many more.And thing is,I think im growing a tooth,and that very prospect has sent shivers down my spine.Bacause I'll have to go for an operation to remove it.But then again,I've gone through it and one more time is nothing,I hope.Thats all for now people.&lt;br /&gt;God Is Great&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363162-115120915464327857?l=hans21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hans21.blogspot.com/feeds/115120915464327857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7363162&amp;postID=115120915464327857' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363162/posts/default/115120915464327857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363162/posts/default/115120915464327857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hans21.blogspot.com/2006_06_01_archive.html#115120915464327857' title=''/><author><name>Hans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05935560791738534775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363162.post-115029581431262858</id><published>2006-06-14T22:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-14T22:41:33.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>GOAL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Finally the month long awaited by all testerone raging men is here.Goal!!!!!!!!!!(Just love the shout).Well as usual Brazil is my team to watch.Never get bored of them,Actually the whole family woke up this morning at 3am with my mum spending time to cook us fries and nuggets,just like sahur(hahah).I really appreciate her effort.And Brazil won by a solitary goal,but then again the game was entertaining.Well after that back to work.&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;Life at work is very routine,i come late as usual,5mins or 10 mins tops.Just wanna say a thing or two bout leadership and management.To me there's two kinds of managers,the work quietly but everything gets done kind and the super delegater till it pisses everyone kind.I had the superb or should i say rotten luck of working with this kinds,but just for the record i dont hate one kind or the other as there's pros and cons in both.Its just that life is made much easier and smooth without given tasks  every 15 mins about this and that and receiving a new one even if the other task is not completed a short while later.&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;Well the only reason why i stayed at my current job is that the regular customers are fun to serve and talk to ,the other managers are great and sporting(but work is done though),and last but not least(actually the least,hahaha) the partners aka co-workers who will always perk-up each other's day.&lt;br /&gt;God Is Great&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363162-115029581431262858?l=hans21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hans21.blogspot.com/feeds/115029581431262858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7363162&amp;postID=115029581431262858' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363162/posts/default/115029581431262858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363162/posts/default/115029581431262858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hans21.blogspot.com/2006_06_01_archive.html#115029581431262858' title=''/><author><name>Hans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05935560791738534775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363162.post-114941892227007875</id><published>2006-06-04T18:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-04T19:02:02.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WORK ,REST ,WORK&lt;br /&gt;Its me again people with my distorted brain bend on reading all the books in the world.Well still have not seen Da Vinci code,maybe never will.But I caught The Benchwarmers,it was very enjoyable with its slapstick humour plus a crazy cast.But the only gripe is that it was only an hour 20 minutes long.Haha.Now I've been working like almost everyday,well okay lah as long as the money is coming in.Still waiting for the 'letter'(if you know what I mean).Tomorrow is graduation project,but I still have not started yet.Later lah,tomorrow maybe.I just hate my 'big manager'.(Just want to get it out of my system).She is the reason work sucks at times.But God-willing I will stay.But overall,the guys at work are more than great,with jack ,lala,and din(welcome aboard) as managers.Can't wait for the world cup to start and Brazil crowned champions again,Heh.To everyone,take care and stay away from drugs.&lt;br /&gt;Allah Is Great&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363162-114941892227007875?l=hans21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363162.post-114875319318395002</id><published>2006-05-28T01:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-28T02:06:33.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>X-men,The Sequel&lt;br /&gt;Finally caught x-men,the much hyped about movie.But it was worth the hype.But then again,i slept about a quarter of the movie,just too sleepy after having a huge KFC meal.Haha.But i have to blame the aircon for putting me to sleep.Woke up at the last part,when magneto connected the bridge to the little island facility.But i guess there will be x-men 4.Its 2 am now and i've work tomorrow at 7.But hell.I don't feel like sleeping.Maybe gonna watch da vinci code next.Before watching x-men.Played pool at lucky plaza.Hell,played bout 8 sets,only won 1,cos almost all I lost at the last part when only the black ball left,dumb luck.Well thats all for now,sleepy already(again!!!)&lt;br /&gt;Allah Is Great!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363162-114875319318395002?l=hans21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hans21.blogspot.com/feeds/114875319318395002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7363162&amp;postID=114875319318395002' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363162/posts/default/114875319318395002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363162/posts/default/114875319318395002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hans21.blogspot.com/2006_05_01_archive.html#114875319318395002' title=''/><author><name>Hans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05935560791738534775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363162.post-114857046752829770</id><published>2006-05-25T22:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-25T23:21:07.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Im so free!&lt;br /&gt;Well by now i'm almost finished with school,only my presentation left and wait for results for all papers,then im free till Ns comes calling.Well i've been workin non-stop for bout four days now,its tiring but fun and hilarious at the same time.Still have not caught da vinci code yet and X.men is coming out tommorow.Im actually praying for a great war movie to be released since Jarhead was the last one i caught,*Sigh*.Well i think im gonna use up my free time with books,articles,coffee,peeps.Truthfully speaking i dun know wat to do now,just going through the usual routine.To kill boredom,maybe this saturday gonna watch x-men(maybe with a big M).Well the GSS is coming soon,and i've got no money.My shopping list is,Green nike blazer,Levis 501 jeans,lots of tees and lastly a good Cuban Cigar to end the shopping trip with a tall vanilla soy latte,extra hot please!&lt;br /&gt;Allah Is Great&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363162-114857046752829770?l=hans21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hans21.blogspot.com/feeds/114857046752829770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7363162&amp;postID=114857046752829770' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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the reason given.Punched in and work started.*Boring*.Ok by now I suppose you readers must be bored,but bare with me cos the fun part is around the corner.Wawa(one of my co-workers)asked to me to stay and help with closing.Ok nvm.But Fuck,the cleaners decided to protest their unhappiness with their pay that very night,thus not coming to clean the cafe.An hour before, Faz and me already joked about the cleaners not coming and we laughed about the possibility of us cleaning the cafe all by ourselves.Haha.Speak of the devil.By 12.30am,the manager told us that those fuckers are not coming,and it sunk in that we must do it all by ourselves.Fuck!!!!!!!!!!!!!.Now is 4.30am,just got back and my legs is aching so bad,i can feel all the blood in my sole.Readers please count the number of hours i worked,3pm till 2 am.*Yawns*.Bye now,my eyes begs me to close.&lt;br /&gt;Allah Is Great.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363162-114798408645911461?l=hans21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hans21.blogspot.com/feeds/114798408645911461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7363162&amp;postID=114798408645911461' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363162/posts/default/114798408645911461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363162/posts/default/114798408645911461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hans21.blogspot.com/2006_05_01_archive.html#114798408645911461' title=''/><author><name>Hans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05935560791738534775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363162.post-114770602369154632</id><published>2006-05-15T23:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-15T23:16:49.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#E6E6FA" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Birthdate: December 21&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#F2F2FB"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatdoesyourbirthdatemeanquiz/birthday.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're a restless rebel with an unpredictable nature.&lt;br /&gt;Bright but unbridled, you tend to seek out wild experiences over new ideas.&lt;br /&gt;People are frustrated by your great potential, but you love your unconventional life.&lt;br /&gt;You're a heartbreaker. People get attached to you, and then you're gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your strength: Your thirst for adventure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your weakness: Not taking time for slow pleasures&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your power color: Hot pink&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your power symbol: Figure eight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your power month: March&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatdoesyourbirthdatemeanquiz/"&gt;What Does Your Birth Date Mean?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha,all is true except the heartbreaker part,really!.I'm not a heartbreaker.But I always get my heart broken by others.*Sobs*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363162-114770602369154632?l=hans21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hans21.blogspot.com/feeds/114770602369154632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7363162&amp;postID=114770602369154632' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363162/posts/default/114770602369154632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363162/posts/default/114770602369154632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hans21.blogspot.com/2006_05_01_archive.html#114770602369154632' title=''/><author><name>Hans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05935560791738534775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363162.post-114759009189043472</id><published>2006-05-14T14:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-14T15:01:31.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Its Sunday(Boring one)&lt;br /&gt;Im still in my boxers,the cold shower still hasn't touch me(means i still hasnt bathed).Still have not studied for tomorrow's marketing paper.Tat can wait. For the moment I long for my Sunday paper,wanna know wats goin on in this god-blessed Island.I wanna watched the indie movie,Paradise now but nobody wanna watch with me.Tried persuading but some of my peeps are still underage.Haha.Now the weather is good for a jog,maybe later.Hooray after June im free to do watever i want till Ns comes knockin.Yesterday received a call from the "big" manager sayin i was workin the opening shift,i guess i saw the schedule wrongly,But hell yeah,i arrived and got no scolding,i think she's sick of my face already.The shift was okay lah,it rained near afternoon and i was the perfect weather for a puff or two.And the store was near chaos  at 3,the coffee machine which is aptly named LamaZocco(lama,get it),lost power including the pastry case and the dish washing machine.All hell broke loose.Hip hip hooray,me and Muslim(yes thats his name),laughed our ass off seeing "big" manager panicking about everything.Hahahahahaha.The cash register also suffered,what i think is spyware(just kidding),but thing was,it was lagging.So they switched it off and used manual transactions.Heh.But 5 mins later,I was out of there.My shift ended.Got a huge surprise as Saufi,my old bud who went to Ns,dropped by.Well he shared alot of his experiences in the coast guard.Just wanna say,to all who voted for PAP,fuck U!!!&lt;br /&gt;Allah IS Great&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363162-114759009189043472?l=hans21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hans21.blogspot.com/feeds/114759009189043472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7363162&amp;postID=114759009189043472' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363162/posts/default/114759009189043472'/><link rel='self' 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coffee is that addictive from the first gulp.Just now,as usual did our weekly routine of "lepaking" at our favourite block in Sembawang.Berasap as always(if you know wat i mean).Before that,Khoi and sepat met me at Smb station ,before goin to KFC.Ate till my stomuch say,no more entry.Then when to the spot and lepak.Talked shit and the usual male stuff.Laugh like mad,bout anything and everything(Still recovering from face cramps).Then went home and got a warning from dad cos he smelt exhaust smell.Heh.But life continues.Atleast i dont fuck or do drugs.Never did,never will(well bout the former,that can wait till marriage).Also today had fun at work as always,talk shit my fellow co-workers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363162-114727151948012348?l=hans21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hans21.blogspot.com/feeds/114727151948012348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7363162&amp;postID=114727151948012348' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363162/posts/default/114727151948012348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363162/posts/default/114727151948012348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hans21.blogspot.com/2006_05_01_archive.html#114727151948012348' title=''/><author><name>Hans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05935560791738534775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363162.post-113688588991823851</id><published>2006-01-10T17:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-10T17:38:09.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>NOW I KNOW&lt;br /&gt;I've done a deed that can never be undone.Now I know what it means to go against your personal motto and having to live with it.For a moment in life,I lost my judgement.All because of a drink.A drink that made me one of them,them that I have always avoided for all my life.But God willing I will make this my last.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363162-113688588991823851?l=hans21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hans21.blogspot.com/feeds/113688588991823851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7363162&amp;postID=113688588991823851' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363162/posts/default/113688588991823851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363162/posts/default/113688588991823851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hans21.blogspot.com/2006_01_01_archive.html#113688588991823851' title=''/><author><name>Hans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05935560791738534775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363162.post-112945520557588557</id><published>2005-10-16T17:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-16T17:33:25.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Stay Wif Me Peeps.&lt;br /&gt;I'm very sorry i can't spend time wif u as i'm very busy nowadays.Its tough to be fasting,schooling and working at the same time.I came down with fever last friday.I think its becos of fatigue.I just hope its not dengue.Pray for me that all goes well.&lt;br /&gt;Well life is getting tough as time and age go by.Well peeps thanks for ur understanding.&lt;br /&gt;Allah Is Great&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363162-112945520557588557?l=hans21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hans21.blogspot.com/feeds/112945520557588557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7363162&amp;postID=112945520557588557' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363162/posts/default/112945520557588557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363162/posts/default/112945520557588557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hans21.blogspot.com/2005_10_01_archive.html#112945520557588557' title=''/><author><name>Hans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05935560791738534775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363162.post-112627669957360814</id><published>2005-09-09T22:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-09T22:38:19.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ola!!&lt;br /&gt;Hi,everyone I know its been light years since I last updated.Cos I'm damn busy now.Working and Studying.Life's a constant rush and fatigue.I'm studying at Mdis now in Mass Communication.Its great,have some great friends.I really hope i'll succeed,pray for me peeps.At work,I've finally adapted,and everything going great.Still searching for Mrs Farhan........ But I'll just see how it  goes.So guys contact me if you feel i'm so quiet these days.But rest assured i'm still the freedom cum guerilla fighter as you all know me.Ciao&lt;br /&gt;Allah Is Great&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363162-112627669957360814?l=hans21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hans21.blogspot.com/feeds/112627669957360814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7363162&amp;postID=112627669957360814' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363162/posts/default/112627669957360814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363162/posts/default/112627669957360814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hans21.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112627669957360814' title=''/><author><name>Hans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05935560791738534775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363162.post-111976581133264510</id><published>2005-06-26T13:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-26T14:03:31.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>StarBucks,the best thing that ever happened to me.Hot Chicks.Super-Deaf customers.Apeks ordering "Mocha-Latte"(sorry that drink doesn't exist).American school brats with no money.Fucking chinese chauvinists asking for discounts(FUCK,With a Capital F).Polite high ranking executives.Got to say HI,THANK YOU AND BYE in French,Spanish,Indian,Chinese,Malay,English,Japanese,Hebrew.Got to know an Egyptian and American .Can say they really made my day.Absolutely HATE Indians(PARIA-DOG)customers.And lastly the chicks are steaming hot.&lt;br /&gt;Allah Is Great.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363162-111976581133264510?l=hans21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hans21.blogspot.com/feeds/111976581133264510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7363162&amp;postID=111976581133264510' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363162/posts/default/111976581133264510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363162/posts/default/111976581133264510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hans21.blogspot.com/2005_06_01_archive.html#111976581133264510' title=''/><author><name>Hans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05935560791738534775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363162.post-111883673101809058</id><published>2005-06-15T19:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-15T19:58:51.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Nobody to Play With!&lt;br /&gt;When you fail,nobody wants to play with you.Sigh.........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363162-111883673101809058?l=hans21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hans21.blogspot.com/feeds/111883673101809058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7363162&amp;postID=111883673101809058' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363162/posts/default/111883673101809058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363162/posts/default/111883673101809058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hans21.blogspot.com/2005_06_01_archive.html#111883673101809058' title=''/><author><name>Hans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05935560791738534775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363162.post-111728708025734784</id><published>2005-05-28T21:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-28T21:31:20.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Milan lost,I'm slipping into depression(I'm not kidding)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363162-111728708025734784?l=hans21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hans21.blogspot.com/feeds/111728708025734784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7363162&amp;postID=111728708025734784' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363162/posts/default/111728708025734784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363162/posts/default/111728708025734784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hans21.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111728708025734784' title=''/><author><name>Hans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05935560791738534775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363162.post-111639327123873950</id><published>2005-05-18T12:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-18T13:14:31.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Life At Work&lt;br /&gt;Its tough being a newbie,especially with orders coming in endlessly.And I think its normal for people like me to get the occasional'jokes'.This  happen where your fellow staff pretend to give you food but it actually is something else.Like yesterday,I was given a coffe grind in the shape of a cookie.Luckily my manager last night was patient and cheery.She helped me to make some of the drinks.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I also got to talk to this elderly guy from Dubai,who is born in Britain.We had a great chat.He taught me how to not judge people and how to spot liars.He told me about being a freelance journalist in his younger days and told me its a good profession.It ended after a crowd was coming in.But what inspired me was that before&lt;br /&gt;he left he quickly went to my counter and told me of a guy he use to know of,a blind guy who worked as a journalist.This guy would interview people,listening to them and not writing at first and later writing a report on them in precise manner with no mistakes whatsoever.And the moral of the story as he concluded was that for a guy like him to be blind, doesn't hinder him because a person who has passion and determination can overcome all odds to be great.An inspiration indeed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363162-111639327123873950?l=hans21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hans21.blogspot.com/feeds/111639327123873950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7363162&amp;postID=111639327123873950' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363162/posts/default/111639327123873950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363162/posts/default/111639327123873950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hans21.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111639327123873950' title=''/><author><name>Hans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05935560791738534775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363162.post-111573127468286790</id><published>2005-05-10T21:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-10T21:21:14.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HI,HI,HI!!!&lt;br /&gt;Hi,eeveryone its been a while since my last entry.Well as I've said,nothing interesting happened.But in the last few days I've started work at Starbucks,well finishing my training phrase.Its been mildly stressful memorising the drinks recipe.But God willing I will succeed.To Haidar,enjoy life ok?!To your friend whom you say is now depressed,look ahead cos it will never be this way,it will be all right.Well I'm tired right now.&lt;br /&gt;Allah Is Great&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363162-111573127468286790?l=hans21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hans21.blogspot.com/feeds/111573127468286790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7363162&amp;postID=111573127468286790' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363162/posts/default/111573127468286790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363162/posts/default/111573127468286790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hans21.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111573127468286790' title=''/><author><name>Hans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05935560791738534775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363162.post-111449589055272490</id><published>2005-04-26T13:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-26T14:11:30.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My BALLS!!!?&lt;br /&gt;Last friday was a good day for soccer until late in the afternoon when it rained.That day was great compared to other days.That was when I would just play goalie and not sweat like what I intended.However I got to play,and guess what,I can play!.After weeks of kicking like a geek ,like fish of water.Dribbled and dribbled well,mostly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was until it rained and Shafiq N Co came.Well I waited like a mule to get my turn until nearly mahgrib time.Well played goalie again.It went well but boring.Kept receiving verbal abuses from shafiq and co.That was until it took an unexpected or what I would say,an excruciatingly painful turn.Syed with all his Hasselbank might, tried to score a goal by ramming the ball right into my balls.What angered me most was what my "teammates" said "Oi bangun lah,sikit je tu".I was thinking,WTF.I'm here trying to protect ur goal mouth and there you are calling me a lying weak bastard.Fuck off lads(excuse my english accent).Team mates indeed.I just wanna prove my point,When something hard and speeding(as in this case a ball),comes right to your willy and sperm storing balls.It has to hurt and trust me,even the world's strongest man will agree with me."Pain has different levels and it can be the worst in your willy"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just got a new phone,a 3230 nokia phone that is.Really happy as I don't need to work my tales to get it.Well now i'm still clueless when using it.Hope my buddy Khoi will teach me.And lastly,maybe buying a 512mb RS-MMC card later next month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allah Is Great&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363162-111449589055272490?l=hans21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hans21.blogspot.com/feeds/111449589055272490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7363162&amp;postID=111449589055272490' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363162/posts/default/111449589055272490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363162/posts/default/111449589055272490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hans21.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111449589055272490' title=''/><author><name>Hans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05935560791738534775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363162.post-111388118813233574</id><published>2005-04-19T11:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-19T11:26:28.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The Thinker.&lt;br /&gt;I'm so sorry for not updating these past few weeks.The reason is I don't see blogger as a place to tell everyone to what I do daily.Just ask yourself,who wants to read the normal things you do daily?.Its a place to express your thoughts and worries instead of supressing it and risk depression or anxiety.But,I'll only tell if it is truly interesting or worthy of your time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the days to come a new pope will be elected,finally Singapore is building a casino.Some of my peeps will enter polytechnic,Congrats.Well I'm goin to Mdis in July.And life goes on.And days ago if you peeps read the Malay paper,it was told that the new pope has to have good knowledge of Islam and in the meaning of good,means thorough and detailed.In that article also,they acknowledged that Islam is superior to their religion as we pray five times a day and they do not.Only going to church on Sunday while living like a pagan the rest of the week.So my muslim peeps do not be afraid that our religion is terrorist religion for it is not but a beautiful and easy to follow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those who say that Islam is about killing and bombs,only you know that it is not.And for those Muslims who say Jihad is about suicide attacks and killing of innocent civilians,please read up on it.A religion  based on bombs and murder is not but a twisted cult.For Islam is there to stay,Allah Huakbar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allah Is Great&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363162-111388118813233574?l=hans21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hans21.blogspot.com/feeds/111388118813233574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7363162&amp;postID=111388118813233574' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363162/posts/default/111388118813233574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363162/posts/default/111388118813233574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hans21.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111388118813233574' title=''/><author><name>Hans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05935560791738534775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363162.post-111276655191121604</id><published>2005-04-06T13:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-06T13:49:11.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Dead pope.Women imam.Falling in love with a friend.Turbulent world.My dad's friend missing when he was 10 years old(if you saw yerterday's show,Missing).My search for education.A bastard long lost friend.My uncut,afro hair .Mujahidin .Jihad.Allah.Fisabilillah.Teenage pregnancies.Muslims who drink,shag.In Allah I trust.Sembawang.Mdis.Park Mall.Be cool(the movie).My chemical romance.Starbucks.To like a friend after being friends for years.Adidas.No more Nike.A muslim in rage is a another man's death wish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To all this is what i've been doing after a long absence from blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allah Is Great&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363162-111276655191121604?l=hans21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hans21.blogspot.com/feeds/111276655191121604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7363162&amp;postID=111276655191121604' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363162/posts/default/111276655191121604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363162/posts/default/111276655191121604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hans21.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111276655191121604' title=''/><author><name>Hans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05935560791738534775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363162.post-111175699553885667</id><published>2005-03-25T21:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-25T21:23:15.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>New Life&lt;br /&gt;Actually the post has got nothing to do with the title.But what the heck.My last day on the tobacco job will be tommorow and not sad.Happy actually after enduring 12 hr shifts.Goin to maybe coffee bean.Hope so.Still waiting for my admittance into the Mdis school.Doing mass comm there.The only thing i like.But then still have to work as i need to pay like $420 a month.Imagine that!.To all my peeps stay focused on life and never comtemplate suicide.But if you do die from it.Expect me to throw one heck of a party,cos you know what YOU DIED IN VAIN!!!In Allah I trust!&lt;br /&gt;Allah Is Great&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363162-111175699553885667?l=hans21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hans21.blogspot.com/feeds/111175699553885667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7363162&amp;postID=111175699553885667' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363162/posts/default/111175699553885667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363162/posts/default/111175699553885667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hans21.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111175699553885667' title=''/><author><name>Hans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05935560791738534775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363162.post-111095179085800147</id><published>2005-03-16T13:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-16T13:43:10.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>cIGS????&lt;br /&gt;Cigarettes I mean.Cigarettes are made from god-knows what dried leaves.It is mixed with all kind of stuff,believe me you don't want to know.The cheaper cigs like viceroy and john player are mixed with yeast and chocolate flavouring(i'm not kidding)to make it nicer.And the worse of all is the menthol.The room that makes it ingredients are labelled radio-active and only a select few are allowed in.I can smell at times chocolate smell before turning in burnt rubber.This tells me that they are changing brands.I can say that the cheap cigs smell like your average chocolate ,the mid-range like burnt rubber and the high-end like rosman and dunhill is crisp and not smelling of any chocolate or rubber.So go ahead smoke and god-knows what will happen to you. &lt;br /&gt;Allah Is Great&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363162-111095179085800147?l=hans21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hans21.blogspot.com/feeds/111095179085800147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7363162&amp;postID=111095179085800147' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363162/posts/default/111095179085800147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363162/posts/default/111095179085800147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hans21.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111095179085800147' title=''/><author><name>Hans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05935560791738534775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363162.post-111017715393352913</id><published>2005-03-07T14:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-07T14:32:33.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>2005,a Breakthrough&lt;br /&gt;I think this year will be a contrast from last.At least i'm in a school doing something i love eventhough it cost a bomb to attend.Last night i came home all tired and wasted(not from drinking)cos i've been working 12 hrs a day since thursday.I felt wasted cos lack of sleep causes me to be semi-consious.Sometimes at work i will like a zombie and an auntie will be askin me "are you ok" time and again cosi will be doin crazy things like staring in space and stoning.At least i work in a place where we are like a family.Anyway i work i n cigarette making factory,if you don't know.Next time i will tell you why cigarettes are harmful and it causes cancer.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway i'm continuing my sleep to shake of the zombie syndrome at least for now.&lt;br /&gt;Allah Is Great.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363162-111017715393352913?l=hans21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hans21.blogspot.com/feeds/111017715393352913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7363162&amp;postID=111017715393352913' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363162/posts/default/111017715393352913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363162/posts/default/111017715393352913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hans21.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111017715393352913' title=''/><author><name>Hans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05935560791738534775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363162.post-110967124038160240</id><published>2005-03-01T17:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-01T18:00:40.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The calm before the storm.&lt;br /&gt;I've just received my results but its very bad.I guess it was just meant to be.The calm before the storm that became a hurricane of emotions thats overwhelmed me with such strangle hold that i almost passed out.I just want to say that with this humbling results i will rise.And i will not sink into oblivion.NEVER.&lt;br /&gt;Allah Is Great.(In Him I find Courage and Resonance)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363162-110967124038160240?l=hans21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hans21.blogspot.com/feeds/110967124038160240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7363162&amp;postID=110967124038160240' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363162/posts/default/110967124038160240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363162/posts/default/110967124038160240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hans21.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#110967124038160240' title=''/><author><name>Hans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05935560791738534775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363162.post-110871429588340690</id><published>2005-02-18T15:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-18T16:11:35.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Life in a different angle&lt;br /&gt;I'm puzzled as to why life is difficult for some but happy-go-lucky for others.Some people are always worried about what happens the next minute but some just don't give a shit.As of now and as always i'm single.There are many factors leading to it.&lt;br /&gt;1.I just don't understand their behaviour&lt;br /&gt;2.I am frozen shut when in front of the girl i like&lt;br /&gt;3.Some girls just don't apologise,even when in wrong(not all)&lt;br /&gt;4.I don't smile(Very major reason,perhaps the only)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Further more,i see more of my peeps getting hurt in a relationship.Why do people be in love only to get HURT?I believe in love but there are times when the disadvantages outweight the advantages.Could you see the link with this statement with what I said in the begiining of this entry.That is,some people's life are difficult partly because of relationship problems but some are happy-go -lucky because they have a happy relationship or none at all.To conclude,I say ditch your partners if it adds to your problems but I'm happy for you if it brings you happiness.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363162.post-110776114580649112</id><published>2005-02-07T15:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-07T15:25:45.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Gadgets&lt;br /&gt;Well just bought my mp3 player after finally having a budget.Filled it with songs but i still need some new song ideas cos there's still much memory on it.Well this week has been ok,still finding a cafe job to fill time cos the job at British American Tobacco is only 3 to 4 days week.So trying to find extra cash.I'm right now in love with this song by Too Phat:Alhamdulillah.At first i like it cos of its arab vocalist.But after listening closely its lyrics it really bring a meaning and this is amazing cos most of hip hop songs,english that is mostly is about sex and violence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its a good change,and this song strenghten my Jihadi fervour.Speaking of Jihad,the Great Satan ,US of A that is are going to attack Iran next.I just don't konw what is going on Bush's head.Its suicide if you ask me.Oh well,just don't attack Saudi Arabia,cos it will warrant all Muslims to take up arms,and i say it will be in armargeddon proportions.Enough of that.Its chinese new year soon,to all Chinese people,KONG SI FACAI.Enjoy it while it lasts.&lt;br /&gt;Allah Is Great!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363162-110776114580649112?l=hans21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hans21.blogspot.com/feeds/110776114580649112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7363162&amp;postID=110776114580649112' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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