<?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-5782873</id><updated>2011-04-22T11:33:06.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Self-Exploratory</title><subtitle type='html'>I am always the mysterious one...
With dark eyes and careless hair...
I am fashionably sensitive...
But too cool to care.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tick-tock.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5782873/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tick-tock.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>shahrir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12586094971652819192</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>49</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5782873.post-108348182880496281</id><published>2004-05-02T15:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-02T15:13:37.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Dan...&lt;br /&gt;Dan bila esok datang kembali&lt;br /&gt;Seperti sedia kala dimana kau bisa bercanda&lt;br /&gt;Dan...&lt;br /&gt;Perlahan kaupun, lupakan aku&lt;br /&gt;Mimpi burukmu&lt;br /&gt;Dimana telah kutancapkan duri tajam&lt;br /&gt;Kaupun menangis, menangis sedih&lt;br /&gt;Maafkan aku...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan...&lt;br /&gt;Bukan maksudku, bukan inginku&lt;br /&gt;Melukaimu sadarkah kau di sini kupun terluka&lt;br /&gt;Melupakanmu, menepikanmu&lt;br /&gt;Maafkan aku...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lupakanlah saja diriku&lt;br /&gt;Bila itu bisa membuatmu kembali bersinar&lt;br /&gt;Dan berpijar seperti dulu kala&lt;br /&gt;Caci maki saja diriku&lt;br /&gt;Bila itu bisa membuatmu kembali bersinar&lt;br /&gt;Dan berpijar seperti dulu kala&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan...&lt;br /&gt;Bukan maksudku, bukan inginku&lt;br /&gt;Melukaimu sadarkah kau di sini kupun terluka&lt;br /&gt;Melupakanmu, menepikanmu&lt;br /&gt;Maafkan aku...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lupakanlah saja diriku&lt;br /&gt;Bila itu bisa membuatmu kembali bersinar&lt;br /&gt;Dan berpijar seperti dulu kala&lt;br /&gt;Caci maki saja diriku&lt;br /&gt;Bila itu bisa membuatmu kembali bersinar&lt;br /&gt;Dan berpijar seperti dulu kala&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5782873-108348182880496281?l=tick-tock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5782873/posts/default/108348182880496281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5782873/posts/default/108348182880496281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tick-tock.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108348182880496281' title=''/><author><name>shahrir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12586094971652819192</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5782873.post-108031557633805359</id><published>2004-03-26T23:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-26T23:55:04.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://rds.yahoo.com/S=96062883/K=night/v=2/TID=I001_0/l=IVI/*-http://www.beallhigh.com/freshmen/jgoodwin/night.jpg".&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;what is up with me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;? &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;what are my limits&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;? just too much time of self reflection... too much dumb fart! it's running thin. &lt;em&gt;eeeeeeeeeeeee...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5782873-108031557633805359?l=tick-tock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5782873/posts/default/108031557633805359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5782873/posts/default/108031557633805359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tick-tock.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#108031557633805359' title=''/><author><name>shahrir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12586094971652819192</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5782873.post-107682077700203077</id><published>2004-02-15T12:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-15T12:54:48.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hi.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5782873-107682077700203077?l=tick-tock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5782873/posts/default/107682077700203077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5782873/posts/default/107682077700203077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tick-tock.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107682077700203077' title=''/><author><name>shahrir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12586094971652819192</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5782873.post-107484834656954828</id><published>2004-01-23T16:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-23T17:00:35.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;it's been a while...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in a blink of an eye, it's already 6 weeks into my national service. the &lt;em&gt;prep course&lt;/em&gt; is over. up next is the 20 week &lt;em&gt;job course&lt;/em&gt;. so far, life in &lt;strong&gt;PA&lt;/strong&gt; has been colourful and i hope that it will continue to be that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;who are you saf?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5782873-107484834656954828?l=tick-tock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5782873/posts/default/107484834656954828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5782873/posts/default/107484834656954828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tick-tock.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107484834656954828' title=''/><author><name>shahrir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12586094971652819192</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5782873.post-107118543574292312</id><published>2003-12-12T07:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-12T07:31:22.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>as you people can see, i've rekindled my love affair with &lt;em&gt;Miss Alicia Keys&lt;/em&gt;...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5782873-107118543574292312?l=tick-tock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5782873/posts/default/107118543574292312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5782873/posts/default/107118543574292312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tick-tock.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107118543574292312' title=''/><author><name>shahrir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12586094971652819192</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5782873.post-107118532773185214</id><published>2003-12-12T07:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-12T07:59:29.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Alicia Keys --- The Life&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyday I realize that this might be the last day of my life&lt;br /&gt;Walkin down the streets I find&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm coming closer and closer to losing my mind&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cause when it rains, it pours&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't life worth more?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I don't even know what I'm hustlin for&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You gotta do what you gotta do&lt;br /&gt;Just to make it through&lt;br /&gt;All the hard times that's gonna face you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the life&lt;br /&gt;Striving to survive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Living will always be a struggle&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking for someone true to love you&lt;br /&gt;Looking back I see all the horrors&lt;br /&gt;This madness makes me wanna holla&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I watch slowly, internally&lt;br /&gt;I'm dying&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pillowcases wet from all my crying&lt;br /&gt;Cause there is nothing more to be here for&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Take me away&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I can't live that life no more&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the life&lt;br /&gt;Striving to survive...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5782873-107118532773185214?l=tick-tock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5782873/posts/default/107118532773185214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5782873/posts/default/107118532773185214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tick-tock.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107118532773185214' title=''/><author><name>shahrir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12586094971652819192</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5782873.post-107087781653755969</id><published>2003-12-08T18:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-08T18:05:39.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Alicia Keys --- If I Ain't Got You&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people live for the fortune&lt;br /&gt;Some people live just for the fame&lt;br /&gt;Some people live for the power yeah&lt;br /&gt;Some people live just to play the game&lt;br /&gt;Some people think that the physical things &lt;br /&gt;Define what's within&lt;br /&gt;I've been there before&lt;br /&gt;But that life's a bore&lt;br /&gt;So full of the superficial&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people want it all&lt;br /&gt;But I don't want nothing at all&lt;br /&gt;If it ain't you baby&lt;br /&gt;If I ain't got you baby&lt;br /&gt;Some people want diamond rings&lt;br /&gt;Some just want everything&lt;br /&gt;But everything means nothing&lt;br /&gt;If I ain't got you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people search for a fountain&lt;br /&gt;Promises forever young&lt;br /&gt;Some people need three dozen roses&lt;br /&gt;And that's the only way to prove you love them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hand me a world on a silver platter&lt;br /&gt;And what good would it be?&lt;br /&gt;No one to share, no one who truly cares for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people want it all&lt;br /&gt;But I don't want nothing at all&lt;br /&gt;If it ain't you baby&lt;br /&gt;If I ain't got you baby&lt;br /&gt;Some people want diamond rings&lt;br /&gt;Some just want everything&lt;br /&gt;But everything means nothing&lt;br /&gt;If I ain't got you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people want it all&lt;br /&gt;But I don't want nothing at all&lt;br /&gt;If it ain't you baby&lt;br /&gt;If I ain't got you baby&lt;br /&gt;Some people want diamond rings&lt;br /&gt;Some just want everything&lt;br /&gt;But everything means nothing&lt;br /&gt;If I ain't got you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I ain't got you with me baby&lt;br /&gt;Nothing in this whole wide world don't mean a thing&lt;br /&gt;If I ain't got you with me baby&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5782873-107087781653755969?l=tick-tock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5782873/posts/default/107087781653755969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5782873/posts/default/107087781653755969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tick-tock.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107087781653755969' title=''/><author><name>shahrir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12586094971652819192</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5782873.post-107061744653929436</id><published>2003-12-05T17:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-05T17:45:33.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this blog is still alive okaaay... &lt;em&gt;amcaaaaaaam memberz-memberz semua&lt;/em&gt;...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5782873-107061744653929436?l=tick-tock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5782873/posts/default/107061744653929436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5782873/posts/default/107061744653929436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tick-tock.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107061744653929436' title=''/><author><name>shahrir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12586094971652819192</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5782873.post-107061954364076858</id><published>2003-12-05T17:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-05T18:20:43.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/D/donarepa/1066803228_yellowquiz.JPG" border="0" alt="yellow"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Your soul is bound to the &lt;b&gt;Yellow Rose&lt;/b&gt;: The&lt;br&gt;Gentle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"I've travelled through the land of&lt;br&gt;surrender and seen it all.  I throw my heart&lt;br&gt;out and keep my head up, and now I travel&lt;br&gt;through the land of peace."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Yellow Rose is associated with friendship,&lt;br&gt;intuition, and fun.  It is governed by the&lt;br&gt;goddess Hestia and its sign is The Intertwined&lt;br&gt;Rings, or True Friendship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a Yellow Rose, you always look out for your&lt;br&gt;friends.  You would much rather have strong&lt;br&gt;ties with friends than a single tie with a&lt;br&gt;lover and your devotion to your friends is&lt;br&gt;clear.  You may have great intuition and be&lt;br&gt;able to read emotions clearly, but sometimes&lt;br&gt;you can seem distant yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/donarepa/quizzes/What%20Rose%20Is%20Your%20Soul%20Bound%20To%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;What Rose Is Your Soul Bound To?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5782873-107061954364076858?l=tick-tock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5782873/posts/default/107061954364076858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5782873/posts/default/107061954364076858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tick-tock.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107061954364076858' title=''/><author><name>shahrir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12586094971652819192</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5782873.post-107061716571770508</id><published>2003-12-05T17:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-05T17:46:47.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;TABLE WIDTH="304" BGCOLOR="#51336D" CELLPADDING="2" CELLSPACING="0" ALIGN="CENTER"&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;TD VALIGN="MIDDLE" ALIGN="CENTER"&gt;&lt;TABLE WIDTH="300" BORDER="0" BGCOLOR="#333333" CELLPADDING="0" CELLSPACING="0"&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;TD ALIGN="CENTER"&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://quizme.stvlive.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;IMG SRC="http://quizme.stvlive.com/pastlife/quizme.gif" ALT="Quiz Me" WIDTH="300" HEIGHT="35" HSPACE="0" VSPACE="0" BORDER="0"&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;FONT FACE="verdana,arial,helvetica" SIZE="2" COLOR="#6FA6B2"&gt;Shahrir Bin Salim was&lt;BR&gt;&lt;FONT SIZE="3" COLOR="#77CAD0"&gt;&lt;B&gt;a Charming Secret Agent&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;BR&gt;in a past life.&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT SIZE="1"&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://quizme.stvlive.com/pastlife/quiz.php" target="_blank" style="text-decoration:none; color:#C0ABEF;"&gt;Discover your past lives @ Quiz Me&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/TABLE&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/TABLE&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ish! was a secret agent... soon a policeman...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5782873-107061716571770508?l=tick-tock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5782873/posts/default/107061716571770508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5782873/posts/default/107061716571770508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tick-tock.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107061716571770508' title=''/><author><name>shahrir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12586094971652819192</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5782873.post-107061713000126329</id><published>2003-12-05T17:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-05T17:39:29.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/D/donarepa/1065683791_ampirequiz.JPG" border="0" alt="vamp"&gt;&lt;br&gt;You are Form 9, &lt;b&gt;Vampire&lt;/b&gt;: The Undying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"And The Vampire was all that remained on&lt;br&gt;the blood drowned creation.  She attempted to&lt;br&gt;regrow life from the dead.  But as she was&lt;br&gt;about to give the breath of life, she was&lt;br&gt;consumed in the flame of The Phoenix and the&lt;br&gt;cycle began again."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some examples of the Vampire Form are Hades (Greek)&lt;br&gt;and Isis (Egyptian).&lt;br /&gt;The Vampire is associated with the concept of&lt;br&gt;death, the number 9, and the element of fire.&lt;br /&gt;Her sign is the eclipsed moon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a member of Form 9, you are a very realistic&lt;br&gt;individual.  You may be a little idealistic,&lt;br&gt;but you are very grounded and down to earth.&lt;br&gt;You realize that not everything lasts, but you&lt;br&gt;savor every minute of the good times.  While&lt;br&gt;you may sometimes find yourself lonely, you&lt;br&gt;have strong ties with people that will never be&lt;br&gt;broken.  Vampires are the best friends to have&lt;br&gt;because they are sensible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/donarepa/quizzes/Which%20Mythological%20Form%20Are%20You%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;Which Mythological Form Are You?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5782873-107061713000126329?l=tick-tock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5782873/posts/default/107061713000126329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5782873/posts/default/107061713000126329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tick-tock.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107061713000126329' title=''/><author><name>shahrir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12586094971652819192</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5782873.post-107061711137011294</id><published>2003-12-05T17:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-05T17:39:11.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/E/eveningmist23/1065748023_reschurch2.jpg" border="0" alt="Spirit"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Your element is Spirit. You are above most Earthly&lt;br&gt;things or like to think you are. More&lt;br&gt;mysterious than any of the other elements and&lt;br&gt;twice as dangerous. You tend to be a loner and&lt;br&gt;whatever you belive in it verges on fanatical.&lt;br&gt;Be careful because Spirit has no true substance&lt;br&gt;and can get lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/eveningmist23/quizzes/What's%20your%20element/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;What's your element&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5782873-107061711137011294?l=tick-tock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5782873/posts/default/107061711137011294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5782873/posts/default/107061711137011294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tick-tock.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107061711137011294' title=''/><author><name>shahrir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12586094971652819192</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5782873.post-107061708570367617</id><published>2003-12-05T17:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-05T17:38:45.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/M/mechangel/1066004559_esartistic.jpg" border="0" alt="Artistic"&gt;&lt;br&gt;You are naturally born with a gift, whether it be&lt;br&gt;poetry, writing or song. You love beauty and&lt;br&gt;creativity, and usually are highly intelligent.&lt;br&gt;Others view you as mysterious and dreamy, yet&lt;br&gt;also bold since you hold firm in your beliefs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/mechangel/quizzes/What%20Type%20of%20Soul%20Do%20You%20Have%20%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;What Type of Soul Do You Have ?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5782873-107061708570367617?l=tick-tock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5782873/posts/default/107061708570367617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5782873/posts/default/107061708570367617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tick-tock.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107061708570367617' title=''/><author><name>shahrir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12586094971652819192</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5782873.post-106930227236166211</id><published>2003-11-20T12:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2003-11-20T13:28:08.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ex-Factor --- Lauryn Hill&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It could all be so simple&lt;br /&gt;But you'd rather make it hard&lt;br /&gt;Loving you is like a battle&lt;br /&gt;And we both end up with scars&lt;br /&gt;Tell me, who I have to be&lt;br /&gt;To get some reciprocity&lt;br /&gt;No one loves you more than me&lt;br /&gt;And no one ever will&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is this just a silly game&lt;br /&gt;That forces you to act this way&lt;br /&gt;Forces you to scream my name&lt;br /&gt;Then pretend that you can't stay&lt;br /&gt;Tell me, who I have to be&lt;br /&gt;To get some reciprocity&lt;br /&gt;No one loves you more than me&lt;br /&gt;And no one ever will&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter how I think we grow&lt;br /&gt;You always seem to let me know&lt;br /&gt;It ain't workin'&lt;br /&gt;It ain't workin'&lt;br /&gt;And when I try to walk away&lt;br /&gt;You'd hurt yourself to make me stay&lt;br /&gt;This is crazy&lt;br /&gt;This is crazy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I keep letting you back in&lt;br /&gt;How can I explain myself&lt;br /&gt;As painful as this thing has been&lt;br /&gt;I just can't be with no one else&lt;br /&gt;See I know what we got to do&lt;br /&gt;You let go and I'll let go too&lt;br /&gt;'Cause no one's hurt me more than you&lt;br /&gt;And no one ever will&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter how I think we grow&lt;br /&gt;You always seem to let me know&lt;br /&gt;It ain't workin'&lt;br /&gt;It ain't workin'&lt;br /&gt;And when I try to walk away&lt;br /&gt;You'd hurt yourself to make me stay&lt;br /&gt;This is crazy&lt;br /&gt;This is crazy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Care for me, care for me&lt;br /&gt;I know you care for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There for me, there for me&lt;br /&gt;Said you'd be there for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cry for me, cry for me&lt;br /&gt;You said you'd die for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give to me, give to me&lt;br /&gt;Why won't you live for me... [Repeat]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5782873-106930227236166211?l=tick-tock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5782873/posts/default/106930227236166211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5782873/posts/default/106930227236166211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tick-tock.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106930227236166211' title=''/><author><name>shahrir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12586094971652819192</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5782873.post-106930229367898291</id><published>2003-11-20T12:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-11-20T12:25:18.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>feel gileeer nye...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5782873-106930229367898291?l=tick-tock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5782873/posts/default/106930229367898291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5782873/posts/default/106930229367898291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tick-tock.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106930229367898291' title=''/><author><name>shahrir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12586094971652819192</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5782873.post-106930597148155225</id><published>2003-11-20T12:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-11-20T13:27:52.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Forgive Them Father --- Lauryn Hill&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forgive us our trespasses as we forgive those that trespass against us&lt;br /&gt;Although them again we will never, never, never trust&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dem noh know weh dem do, dig out yuh yei while dem sticking like glue,&lt;br /&gt;Fling, skin, grin while dem plotting fah you,&lt;br /&gt;True, Ah Who???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forgive them father for they know not what they do&lt;br /&gt;Forgive them father for they know not what they do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beware the false motives of others&lt;br /&gt;Be careful of those who pretend to be brothers&lt;br /&gt;And you never suppose it's those who are closest to you, to you&lt;br /&gt;They say all the right things to gain their position&lt;br /&gt;Then use your kindness as their ammunition&lt;br /&gt;To shoot you down in the name of ambition, they do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forgive them father for they know not what they do&lt;br /&gt;Forgive them father for they know not what they do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why every Indian wanna be the chief?&lt;br /&gt;Feed a man 'til he's full and he still want beef&lt;br /&gt;Give me grief, try to tief off my piece&lt;br /&gt;Why for you to increase, I must decrease?&lt;br /&gt;If I treat you kindly does it mean that I'm weak?&lt;br /&gt;You hear me speak and think I won't take it to the streets&lt;br /&gt;I know enough cats that don't turn the other cheek&lt;br /&gt;But I try to keep it civilized like Menelik&lt;br /&gt;And other African czars observing stars with war scars&lt;br /&gt;Get yours in this capitalistic system&lt;br /&gt;So many caught or got bought you can't list them&lt;br /&gt;How you gonna idolize the missing?&lt;br /&gt;To survive is to stay alive in the face of opposition&lt;br /&gt;Even when they comin' gunnin'&lt;br /&gt;I stand position&lt;br /&gt;L's known the mission since conception&lt;br /&gt;Let's free the people from deception&lt;br /&gt;If you looking for the answers&lt;br /&gt;Then you gotta ask the questions&lt;br /&gt;And when I let go, my voice echoes through the ghetto&lt;br /&gt;Sick of men trying to pull strings like Geppetto&lt;br /&gt;Why black people always be the ones to settle&lt;br /&gt;March through these streets like Soweto&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like Cain and Abel, Caesar and Brutus, Jesus and Judas,&lt;br /&gt;Backstabbers do this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forgive them father for they know not what they do&lt;br /&gt;Forgive them father for they know not what they do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It took me a little while to discover&lt;br /&gt;Wolves in sheep coats who pretend to be lovers&lt;br /&gt;Men who lack conscience will even lie to themselves, to themselves&lt;br /&gt;A friend once said, and I found to be true&lt;br /&gt;That everyday people, they lie to God too&lt;br /&gt;So what makes you think, that they won't lie to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forgive them father for they know not what they do&lt;br /&gt;Forgive them, forgive them&lt;br /&gt;Forgive them father for they know not what they do&lt;br /&gt;Forgive them, forgive them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gwan like dem love while dem rip yuh to shreds,&lt;br /&gt;Trample pon yuh heart and lef yuh fi dead,&lt;br /&gt;Dem a yuh fren who yuh depen pon from way back when,&lt;br /&gt;But if yuh gi dem yuh back den yuh mus meet yuh end,&lt;br /&gt;Dem noh know wey dem do,&lt;br /&gt;Dem no know, dem no know, dem no know,&lt;br /&gt;Dem no know, dem no know wey dem do...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5782873-106930597148155225?l=tick-tock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5782873/posts/default/106930597148155225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5782873/posts/default/106930597148155225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tick-tock.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106930597148155225' title=''/><author><name>shahrir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12586094971652819192</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5782873.post-106823037842136166</id><published>2003-11-08T02:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-11-08T02:39:36.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;amcaaam kawan-kawans...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5782873-106823037842136166?l=tick-tock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5782873/posts/default/106823037842136166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5782873/posts/default/106823037842136166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tick-tock.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106823037842136166' title=''/><author><name>shahrir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12586094971652819192</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5782873.post-106741233225919089</id><published>2003-10-29T15:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-10-29T15:25:31.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;DO VISIT THE ALL NEW L.M.G.B BLOG...&lt;br /&gt;THE MOST MEREPEK BLOG AVAILABLE...&lt;br /&gt;IT'S NOT FULLY READY YET LAH...&lt;br /&gt;hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*shameless budget advertising*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5782873-106741233225919089?l=tick-tock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5782873/posts/default/106741233225919089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5782873/posts/default/106741233225919089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tick-tock.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106741233225919089' title=''/><author><name>shahrir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12586094971652819192</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5782873.post-106680192349239480</id><published>2003-10-22T13:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-10-22T16:55:15.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;arghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!&lt;br /&gt;nooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!&lt;br /&gt;heeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeelp!&lt;br /&gt;the dreaded letter has been sent to meeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5782873-106680192349239480?l=tick-tock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5782873/posts/default/106680192349239480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5782873/posts/default/106680192349239480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tick-tock.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106680192349239480' title=''/><author><name>shahrir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12586094971652819192</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5782873.post-106656253458042059</id><published>2003-10-19T19:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-10-21T18:48:55.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>when i woke up at 7.30am yesterday, i knew that it would be a fun filled day. i was soooo right! &lt;strong&gt;80:180&lt;/strong&gt; went very well. the set up was different from the usual hip hop gigs. the sound system was good. the organisers did a super great job. thank you &lt;strong&gt;Imran&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;sghiphop&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;spectrum&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;youthopia&lt;/strong&gt;! i totally loved &lt;strong&gt;Fellowship Of The Mic&lt;/strong&gt;'s set! &lt;strong&gt;D. Brasco&lt;/strong&gt; was entertaining as ever and &lt;strong&gt;Artwise&lt;/strong&gt; never fails to wow me... coolness. when will &lt;strong&gt;Rhyme Renaissance&lt;/strong&gt; be out? seriously, i cannot wait for it! i also enjoyed &lt;strong&gt;Syaheed&lt;/strong&gt;'s, &lt;strong&gt;Soulblaze&lt;/strong&gt;'s and &lt;strong&gt;fndmntls&lt;/strong&gt;' sets. well... my performace was ok-ok only lah, i chocked on the last 4 bars of my final verse... bummer! &lt;strong&gt;Yadin&lt;/strong&gt; semalam feeling &lt;strong&gt;"Yadin's Mini Concert"&lt;/strong&gt;. hahaha... he was on stage like everytime sia! he thoroughly enjoyed himself, baju sampai basah kuyup! keep it up dude, &lt;em&gt;Mr Bean's socks and pants&lt;/em&gt;... kwakwakwa! eh, happy belated birthday man... keep the &lt;em&gt;sengau&lt;/em&gt; coming! muahahahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;somethings never change...&lt;br /&gt;but somethings do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5782873-106656253458042059?l=tick-tock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5782873/posts/default/106656253458042059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5782873/posts/default/106656253458042059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tick-tock.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106656253458042059' title=''/><author><name>shahrir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12586094971652819192</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5782873.post-106597424715848041</id><published>2003-10-12T23:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-10-12T23:57:27.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/T/T1000/1063921684_DNiceKillerUnknown.JPG" border="0" alt="kjkjs"&gt;&lt;br&gt;No one would really know your name. You would be&lt;br&gt;called by what you do. For example, if you burn&lt;br&gt;your victims to death all the time, you would&lt;br&gt;be known as The Arsonist, or if you knife them,&lt;br&gt;you would be known as The Slasher. You would be&lt;br&gt;the mysterious killer who strikes at sporadic&lt;br&gt;times, and would be very difficult to catch.&lt;br&gt;You might dress up and mask yourself when you&lt;br&gt;perform your horrible killings. Your identity&lt;br&gt;would really be a mystery. Obviously you would&lt;br&gt;be wanted all over the place, and authorities&lt;br&gt;would desperately try to capture you. Even if&lt;br&gt;you were caught, you would not say much. The&lt;br&gt;public would greatly fear you because you could&lt;br&gt;just strike unexpectedly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/T1000/quizzes/What%20Would%20Your%20Serial%20Killer%20Name%20Be%3F%20What%20Would%20the%20Public%20Know%20You%20As%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;What Would Your Serial Killer Name Be? What Would the Public Know You As?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5782873-106597424715848041?l=tick-tock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5782873/posts/default/106597424715848041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5782873/posts/default/106597424715848041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tick-tock.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106597424715848041' title=''/><author><name>shahrir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12586094971652819192</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5782873.post-106597418618084657</id><published>2003-10-12T23:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-10-12T23:56:26.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/J/JugularGirl/1064442206_LQuizilla2.JPG" border="0" alt="Dark Mask"&gt;&lt;br&gt;You are a Dark Mask, the fourth class of vampire.&lt;br&gt;You can adapt easily to any climate and&lt;br&gt;situation. Your servants are few, mostly&lt;br&gt;because you choose not to sire others. Your&lt;br&gt;chief ability is shiftery -- you can become&lt;br&gt;anyone or anything. Overall, you are a great&lt;br&gt;person. Keep us guessing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/JugularGirl/quizzes/What%20class%20of%20vampire%20are%20you%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;What class of vampire are you?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5782873-106597418618084657?l=tick-tock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5782873/posts/default/106597418618084657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5782873/posts/default/106597418618084657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tick-tock.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106597418618084657' title=''/><author><name>shahrir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12586094971652819192</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5782873.post-106597411861593817</id><published>2003-10-12T23:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-10-12T23:55:18.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/T/truly-dippy/1060129645_ikeautumn2.jpg" border="0" alt="Season = Autumn"&gt;&lt;br&gt;You're Most Like The Season Autumn ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're warm, and the most approachable. You have&lt;br&gt;that gentle prescence about you. People can&lt;br&gt;relate to you, and find you easy company.&lt;br&gt;However it's likely you've been hurt in the&lt;br&gt;past and it has left you scarred so things can&lt;br&gt;become rather chilly with you at times. Being&lt;br&gt;the third Season in, you're mature, trustworthy&lt;br&gt;and loyal to your friends but prone to&lt;br&gt;depression and negative thinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well done... You're the shy and sensitive season :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/truly-dippy/quizzes/%3F%3F%20Which%20Season%20Are%20You%20%3F%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;?? Which Season Are You ??&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5782873-106597411861593817?l=tick-tock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5782873/posts/default/106597411861593817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5782873/posts/default/106597411861593817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tick-tock.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106597411861593817' title=''/><author><name>shahrir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12586094971652819192</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5782873.post-106593965730656521</id><published>2003-10-12T14:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-10-12T14:31:42.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;REMIX!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what you heard about me&lt;br /&gt;But a bitch can't get a dollar out of me&lt;br /&gt;L-M-G-B, C-A-B, S-N-A-G&lt;br /&gt;Yeah! We Last Minute Gila Babi&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what you heard about me&lt;br /&gt;But a bitch can't get a dollar out of me&lt;br /&gt;L-M-G-B, C-A-B, S-N-A-G&lt;br /&gt;Yeah! We Last Minute Gila Babi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm bout my music you see, girl you can't holla at me&lt;br /&gt;If you fucking with me, I'm an L-M-G-B&lt;br /&gt;Not what you see on TV, no guns, no booty&lt;br /&gt;Head full of crap, bitch I'm an L-M-G-B&lt;br /&gt;Come get stupid with me, if you curious to see&lt;br /&gt;How it feels to be with L-M-G-B&lt;br /&gt;Come take the Bus with me, or the MRT&lt;br /&gt;Or the taxi, what! I'm an L-M-G-B&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what you heard about me&lt;br /&gt;But a bitch can't get a dollar out of me&lt;br /&gt;L-M-G-B, C-A-B, S-N-A-G&lt;br /&gt;Yeah! We Last Minute Gila Babi&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what you heard about me&lt;br /&gt;But a bitch can't get a dollar out of me&lt;br /&gt;L-M-G-B, C-A-B, S-N-A-G&lt;br /&gt;Yeah! We Last Minute Gila Babi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You fucking with me, you fucking with L-M-G-B!&lt;br /&gt;Migga what!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5782873-106593965730656521?l=tick-tock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5782873/posts/default/106593965730656521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5782873/posts/default/106593965730656521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tick-tock.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106593965730656521' title=''/><author><name>shahrir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12586094971652819192</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5782873.post-106593601588251722</id><published>2003-10-12T13:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-10-12T13:20:15.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;waduh... waduh... sangat lama sih gue tak berblog.&lt;/em&gt; i really have nothing to write about.&lt;br /&gt;yesterday, selepas berbuka, i went to town to meet up with bless, fadzli, ishaaq and keemi. caught up with them at far east. ishaaq was really fascinated with this one particular shop at far east. he took his time browsing through the products there... hehe. we made our way to youth park after that and on our way there, we bumped into imran and lily at cineleisure. they were heading to yp too. fildza, shakirah, braem's gf and some others joined us there. we just chilled. lily did her thang... taking pictures you know. whenever she's around, i'll have my picture taken. she's like the official photographer of the group, "Shahrir". hahaha... thanks lily. ok that's it for now, i may blog later if i have something to write about and if i'm not lazy. &lt;em&gt;oh ya... terima kasih kepada semua yang tag ya... muahehehehehe!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;smelly cat... smelly cat... what are they feeding you...&lt;br /&gt;smelly cat... smelly cat... what are they feeding you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5782873-106593601588251722?l=tick-tock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5782873/posts/default/106593601588251722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5782873/posts/default/106593601588251722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tick-tock.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106593601588251722' title=''/><author><name>shahrir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12586094971652819192</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5782873.post-106496377523106611</id><published>2003-10-01T07:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2003-10-01T07:28:06.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/C/coolcatcatherine/1059513158_eriouseyes.jpg" border="0" alt="Your: Mysterious eyes. All in the title. Your independant secretive and myseterious. You appear cold and distant, but hey, at least no one messes with you."&gt;&lt;br&gt;Mysterious eyes. All in the title. Your&lt;br&gt;independant secretive and myseterious. You&lt;br&gt;appear cold and distant, but hey, at leats no&lt;br&gt;one messes with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/coolcatcatherine/quizzes/What%20type%20of%20eyes%20do%20you%20have%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;What type of eyes do you have?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5782873-106496377523106611?l=tick-tock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5782873/posts/default/106496377523106611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5782873/posts/default/106496377523106611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tick-tock.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106496377523106611' title=''/><author><name>shahrir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12586094971652819192</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5782873.post-106496379268352528</id><published>2003-10-01T07:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-10-01T07:16:32.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/T/truly-dippy/1061406331_ktopbrain2.jpg" border="0" alt="Athena"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Athena&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/truly-dippy/quizzes/%3F%3F%20Which%20Of%20The%20Greek%20Gods%20Are%20You%20%3F%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;?? Which Of The Greek Gods Are You ??&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5782873-106496379268352528?l=tick-tock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5782873/posts/default/106496379268352528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5782873/posts/default/106496379268352528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tick-tock.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106496379268352528' title=''/><author><name>shahrir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12586094971652819192</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5782873.post-106496375119910377</id><published>2003-10-01T07:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2003-10-01T07:17:16.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/R/Ruri-chan/1056293396_Ahope.JPG" border="0" alt="You represent... hope."&gt;&lt;br&gt;You represent... hope.&lt;br /&gt;You're quite a daydreamer and can be a hopeless&lt;br&gt;romantic.  You enjoy being creative and don't&lt;br&gt;mind being alone at times.  You have goals and&lt;br&gt;know what you want in life... even if they are&lt;br&gt;a little far fetched.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/Ruri-chan/quizzes/What%20feeling%20do%20you%20represent%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;What feeling do you represent?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5782873-106496375119910377?l=tick-tock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5782873/posts/default/106496375119910377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5782873/posts/default/106496375119910377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tick-tock.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106496375119910377' title=''/><author><name>shahrir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12586094971652819192</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5782873.post-106496370494294185</id><published>2003-10-01T07:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-10-01T07:15:04.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/L/londonbelow/1038910932_erthugbear.jpg" border="0" alt="Thug Bear"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Thug Bear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/londonbelow/quizzes/Which%20Dysfunctional%20Care%20Bear%20Are%20You%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;Which Dysfunctional Care Bear Are You?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5782873-106496370494294185?l=tick-tock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5782873/posts/default/106496370494294185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5782873/posts/default/106496370494294185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tick-tock.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106496370494294185' title=''/><author><name>shahrir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12586094971652819192</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5782873.post-106496364825122028</id><published>2003-10-01T07:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-10-01T07:14:32.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/F/FrogWithaBanjoGirl/1063128476_ureshacker.JPG" border="0" alt="hacker"&gt;&lt;br&gt;You're goin down! FOR HACKING INTO COMPUTERS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/FrogWithaBanjoGirl/quizzes/What%20Would%20You%20Go%20to%20Jail%20For%3F%20(Many%20outcomes)/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;What Would You Go to Jail For? (Many outcomes)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5782873-106496364825122028?l=tick-tock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5782873/posts/default/106496364825122028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5782873/posts/default/106496364825122028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tick-tock.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106496364825122028' title=''/><author><name>shahrir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12586094971652819192</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5782873.post-106496359844358440</id><published>2003-10-01T07:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2003-10-01T07:15:30.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/1033888893_ffparanoid.jpg" border="0" alt="HASH(0x824a54c)"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Paranoid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/rosiekins/quizzes/Which%20Personality%20Disorder%20Do%20You%20Have%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;Which Personality Disorder Do You Have?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5782873-106496359844358440?l=tick-tock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5782873/posts/default/106496359844358440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5782873/posts/default/106496359844358440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tick-tock.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106496359844358440' title=''/><author><name>shahrir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12586094971652819192</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5782873.post-106496361891549437</id><published>2003-10-01T07:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-10-01T07:13:38.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/N/novemberhorse/1047168577_zprotector.jpg" border="0" alt="HASH(0x83cb2e4)"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Protector&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/novemberhorse/quizzes/The%20ULTIMATE%20personality%20test/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;The ULTIMATE personality test&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5782873-106496361891549437?l=tick-tock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5782873/posts/default/106496361891549437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5782873/posts/default/106496361891549437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tick-tock.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106496361891549437' title=''/><author><name>shahrir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12586094971652819192</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5782873.post-106475124188629785</id><published>2003-09-28T20:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-09-28T20:14:01.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i had a super great day yesterday with everyone that i met.&lt;br /&gt;i am having a super lazy day today by myself.&lt;br /&gt;hooooray people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;thanks to those who tagged.&lt;br /&gt;ya'll are the craziest miggas!&lt;br /&gt;noora manja... i've updated.&lt;br /&gt;jeez...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5782873-106475124188629785?l=tick-tock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5782873/posts/default/106475124188629785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5782873/posts/default/106475124188629785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tick-tock.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106475124188629785' title=''/><author><name>shahrir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12586094971652819192</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5782873.post-106474942159117155</id><published>2003-09-28T19:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-09-28T19:43:41.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/T/trinitykills/1052702439_esQuiz3neo.jpg" border="0" alt="You are Neo"&gt;&lt;br&gt;You are Neo, from "The Matrix." You&lt;br&gt;display a perfect fusion of heroism and&lt;br&gt;compassion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/trinitykills/quizzes/What%20Matrix%20Persona%20Are%20You%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;What Matrix Persona Are You?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5782873-106474942159117155?l=tick-tock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5782873/posts/default/106474942159117155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5782873/posts/default/106474942159117155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tick-tock.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106474942159117155' title=''/><author><name>shahrir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12586094971652819192</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5782873.post-106474648773127271</id><published>2003-09-28T18:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-09-28T18:54:47.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/T/tedelton/1039940540_uresgambit.jpg" border="0" alt="gambit"&gt;&lt;br&gt;You are Gambit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a fierce fighter and a good friend to have.&lt;br&gt;Your preference for solitude and your&lt;br&gt;attractiveness make you very intriguing to&lt;br&gt;those you meet.  Unfortunately, close&lt;br&gt;relationships are few and far between for you&lt;br&gt;because you often have trouble opening up to&lt;br&gt;others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/tedelton/quizzes/Which%20X-Men%20character%20are%20you%20most%20like%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;Which X-Men character are you most like?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5782873-106474648773127271?l=tick-tock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5782873/posts/default/106474648773127271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5782873/posts/default/106474648773127271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tick-tock.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106474648773127271' title=''/><author><name>shahrir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12586094971652819192</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5782873.post-106474603648636913</id><published>2003-09-28T18:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-09-28T18:47:15.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/S/SuperCurlz/1059384212_pFightclub.jpg" border="0" alt="CWINDOWSDesktopFightclub.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Fight Club!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/SuperCurlz/quizzes/What%20movie%20Do%20you%20Belong%20in%3F(many%20different%20outcomes!)/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;What movie Do you Belong in?(many different outcomes!)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5782873-106474603648636913?l=tick-tock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5782873/posts/default/106474603648636913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5782873/posts/default/106474603648636913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tick-tock.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106474603648636913' title=''/><author><name>shahrir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12586094971652819192</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5782873.post-106474632883166809</id><published>2003-09-28T18:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-09-28T23:18:49.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/T/teffie/1036291701_earasshole.gif" border="0" alt="asshole"&gt;&lt;br&gt;your asshole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/teffie/quizzes/What%20swear%20word%20are%20you%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;What swear word are you?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5782873-106474632883166809?l=tick-tock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5782873/posts/default/106474632883166809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5782873/posts/default/106474632883166809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tick-tock.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106474632883166809' title=''/><author><name>shahrir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12586094971652819192</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5782873.post-106439804706917439</id><published>2003-09-24T18:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-09-24T18:07:27.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Maxwell --- This Woman's Work&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pray God you can cope&lt;br /&gt;I stand outside&lt;br /&gt;This woman's work&lt;br /&gt;This woman's world&lt;br /&gt;Ooooh it's hard on the man&lt;br /&gt;Now his part is over&lt;br /&gt;Now starts the craft of the Father&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know you've got a little life in you left&lt;br /&gt;I know you've got a lot of strength left&lt;br /&gt;I know you've got a little life in you yet&lt;br /&gt;I know you've got a lot of strength left&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should be crying but I just can't let it show&lt;br /&gt;I should be hoping but I can't stop thinking&lt;br /&gt;All the things we should've said that I never said&lt;br /&gt;All the things we should have done that we never did&lt;br /&gt;All the things we should have given but I didn't&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh darling make it go&lt;br /&gt;Make it go away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give me these moments&lt;br /&gt;Give them back to me&lt;br /&gt;Give me that little kiss&lt;br /&gt;Give me your...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know you have a little life in you yet&lt;br /&gt;Give me your hand babe&lt;br /&gt;I know you have a lot of strength left&lt;br /&gt;Give me your prayers&lt;br /&gt;I know you have a little life in you yet&lt;br /&gt;Ooooh oooh oooh&lt;br /&gt;I know you have a lot of strength left&lt;br /&gt;Your loved child&lt;br /&gt;I know you have a little life in you yet&lt;br /&gt;Whatever you need baby&lt;br /&gt;I know you have a lot of strength left&lt;br /&gt;Give me your hand&lt;br /&gt;I know you have a little life in you yet&lt;br /&gt;Give me your hand&lt;br /&gt;I know you have a lot of strength left&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should be crying but I just can't let it show baby&lt;br /&gt;I should be hoping but I can't stop thinking&lt;br /&gt;Of all the things we should've said that we never said&lt;br /&gt;All the things we should have done that we never did&lt;br /&gt;All the things that you wanted from me&lt;br /&gt;All the things that you needed tell me&lt;br /&gt;All the things I should have given but I didn't&lt;br /&gt;Oh darling make it go away now&lt;br /&gt;Just make it go away&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5782873-106439804706917439?l=tick-tock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5782873/posts/default/106439804706917439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5782873/posts/default/106439804706917439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tick-tock.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106439804706917439' title=''/><author><name>shahrir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12586094971652819192</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5782873.post-106417367760116524</id><published>2003-09-22T03:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-09-22T03:47:57.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it was a typical sunday for me. sleep, eat, laze around, computer, tv and junk food. that is how i spend my sundays ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;there's sure no passion in the human soul,&lt;br /&gt;but finds it's food in music.&lt;br /&gt;what passion cannot music raise and quell?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5782873-106417367760116524?l=tick-tock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5782873/posts/default/106417367760116524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5782873/posts/default/106417367760116524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tick-tock.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106417367760116524' title=''/><author><name>shahrir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12586094971652819192</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5782873.post-106394569204763946</id><published>2003-09-19T12:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-09-19T12:28:11.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm going to the cube today.&lt;br /&gt;i'll be leaving soon.&lt;br /&gt;well... ok shah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;words may be false and full of art,&lt;br /&gt;sighs are the natural language of the heart.&lt;br /&gt;and wit's the noblest frailty of the mind.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5782873-106394569204763946?l=tick-tock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5782873/posts/default/106394569204763946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5782873/posts/default/106394569204763946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tick-tock.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106394569204763946' title=''/><author><name>shahrir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12586094971652819192</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5782873.post-106391398123448257</id><published>2003-09-19T03:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-09-19T03:39:40.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i was supposed to go to the cube today but at the last minute, my mom forced me to stay at home. she was going out and i had to do some babysitting. i had to look after my relative's son. he's going to be a year old soon. at first i was frustrated because i can't make my way to bedok but the baby cheered me up with his smiles and laughter. by the way, his name is danial. he's so cute. i love him. i constantly kissed and pinched his cheeks. looking at him, just made my day. i love babies, they're all so darn cute. i want to have a few of my own, i really do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mom used to do some babysitting for the neighbours' kids but she's stopped doing that. dia dah tak larat lagi. i miss waking up in the morning, waiting for the baby to be sent here by their working parents. i miss sleeping on the same bed with a baby. i miss the smell of a baby. i miss the sights and sounds of a baby in this house. oh god... babies, babies, babies... i love them all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh la la la la danial sayang...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5782873-106391398123448257?l=tick-tock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5782873/posts/default/106391398123448257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5782873/posts/default/106391398123448257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tick-tock.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106391398123448257' title=''/><author><name>shahrir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12586094971652819192</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5782873.post-106387366150639632</id><published>2003-09-18T16:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-09-18T16:27:41.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yes! yes! i just woke up... hehehe. i'm not sure what i'm going to do today. i went to youth park yesterday. met up with imran, lily, faizuli and wak sham there. chilled there for a while and then faizuli and wak sham had to go. the remaining 3 of us just stayed there and imran started to sing a collection of "depressing white songs". hahaha...it was good! nadia, noora, syaheed, tasha, yadin and yana later joined us. they just stayed for a few. imran, your evil voice is freaky ok. menyeramkan sia! got home, chatted for a while on the net, then i watched the champions league football match between arsenal and inter milan. arsenal, playing at home, lost 3-0. zaini, your beloved team lost sia, sorry! hahaha... tak pasal, they can redeem themselves on sunday, when they play manchester united ok. well ok, me gonna take me shower now man. oh by the way, thanks for the fries and the wedges lily...hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i care not whether a man is good or evil;&lt;br /&gt;all that i care;&lt;br /&gt;is whether he is a wise man or a fool.&lt;br /&gt;GO! put off holiness;&lt;br /&gt;and put on intellect.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5782873-106387366150639632?l=tick-tock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5782873/posts/default/106387366150639632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5782873/posts/default/106387366150639632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tick-tock.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106387366150639632' title=''/><author><name>shahrir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12586094971652819192</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5782873.post-106365112005137217</id><published>2003-09-16T02:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-09-16T04:17:12.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Maxwell --- Fortunate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never seen a sunshine like this&lt;br /&gt;Never seen the moon glow like this&lt;br /&gt;Never seen the waterfalls like this&lt;br /&gt;Never seen the lights off like this&lt;br /&gt;Never dug anyone like this&lt;br /&gt;Never had tasty lips to kiss&lt;br /&gt;Never had someone to miss&lt;br /&gt;Never heard a song quite like this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fortunate to have you girl&lt;br /&gt;I'm so glad you're in my world&lt;br /&gt;Just as sure as the sky is blue&lt;br /&gt;I bless the day that I found you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never had room service all night&lt;br /&gt;Never took a trip first class flight&lt;br /&gt;Never had a love affair so tight&lt;br /&gt;Never felt a feeling so right&lt;br /&gt;Never seen a winter so white&lt;br /&gt;Never had words to recite&lt;br /&gt;Never had a flame to ignite&lt;br /&gt;And I never sang a song with all my might&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fortunate to have you girl&lt;br /&gt;I'm so glad to have you in my world&lt;br /&gt;Just as sure as the sky is blue&lt;br /&gt;I bless the day that I found you&lt;br /&gt;Fortunate to have you girl&lt;br /&gt;I'm so glad you're in my world&lt;br /&gt;Just as sure as the sky is blue&lt;br /&gt;I bless the day that I found you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you hear the silent shouts&lt;br /&gt;I hope you hear&lt;br /&gt;I'm calling out to your body&lt;br /&gt;Baby you know just what to do&lt;br /&gt;Close the door&lt;br /&gt;No interviews&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fortunate to have you girl&lt;br /&gt;I'm so glad you're in my world&lt;br /&gt;Just as sure as the sky is blue&lt;br /&gt;I bless the day that I found you&lt;br /&gt;(6x to fade)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5782873-106365112005137217?l=tick-tock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5782873/posts/default/106365112005137217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5782873/posts/default/106365112005137217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tick-tock.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106365112005137217' title=''/><author><name>shahrir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12586094971652819192</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5782873.post-106357127487264865</id><published>2003-09-15T04:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-09-15T04:27:54.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;thank you bro for your generosity.&lt;br /&gt;i really appreciate it.&lt;br /&gt;we were always there for each other through highs and lows.&lt;br /&gt;we will always be there for one another.&lt;br /&gt;there is no doubt about it.&lt;br /&gt;just chill for now.&lt;br /&gt;it'll be over soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it can't rain all the time.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5782873-106357127487264865?l=tick-tock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5782873/posts/default/106357127487264865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5782873/posts/default/106357127487264865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tick-tock.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106357127487264865' title=''/><author><name>shahrir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12586094971652819192</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5782873.post-106347832365909466</id><published>2003-09-14T02:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-09-14T02:38:43.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>woke up early on saturday, had the performance at ngee ann poly. the performance went smoothly. we enjoyed ourselves although there weren't much people watching. after ngee ann, i went to town with the gang. after we had our lunch, all of us went to nyc to chill. we just sat there until it was time for the place to close. after that, we bought some fast food and brought it over to youth park to enjoy them. hung around for a while at town and i made my way home.&lt;br /&gt;sometimes life can be so unfair. life is pain, get over it, be happy, don't bother about the negative aspects. just be around the people that always make you smile, the people who truly care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rian is soooo cute. he doesn't deserve the pain!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5782873-106347832365909466?l=tick-tock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5782873/posts/default/106347832365909466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5782873/posts/default/106347832365909466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tick-tock.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106347832365909466' title=''/><author><name>shahrir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12586094971652819192</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5782873.post-106334906425033490</id><published>2003-09-12T14:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-09-12T14:45:02.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yesterday was a good day out for me. i was supposed to meet fazli at clementi around 10am but i woke up late and since he and ali were riding a bike, they decided to meet me at ngee ann. so i lazily got out of bed and got ready. yadin called when i was on the bus towards ngee ann, he's already waiting for me at the bus stop. as soon as i reached the destination, i met yadin, anaiz, yana, ana, dana and rochel at the bus stop. i passed ana the cd that i burned for her. took a few puffs then we headed to ngee ann's atrium where i met fazli, ali and a group of their friends who were also students there. some of us were hungry, so we headed to the canteen to grab some lunch. after lunch, the smokers went out to do their thingy and after that, we all went to the convention centre. the rehearsals and this saturday's show will be held there. ngee ann poly are celebrating their 40th anniversary. rehearsals went on smoothly. we just chilled there for a few hours and when it was over, we went our separate ways. fazli and ali along with their pals went to al-ameen to grab a bite, yadin and yana went to the esplanade while i met up with ana and ekhwan at clementi mrt, we wanted to check out the cube. asked imran for instructions on how to get there. reached bedok and it was raining heavily. took a bus from bedok interchange and we were able to find the shop. ishaaq, imran, fadzli, fildza and lily were at the shop. the shop is waaaaaaaaaay cool. it's like a chill out corner. really nice. we were served with a plastic glass of hot teh o. super hospitality ok. after a while, ana and ekhwan had to go to tampines. i stayed at the shop, then firdaus came, and then shakirah came, and then juherman came, and then sufian and wan came. by then, my face was already "stoink", really tired. chilled for a while and then, i shared a cab home with sufian and wan. got home and went straight to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;too much of Djarum Black can lead to asthma... for real.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5782873-106334906425033490?l=tick-tock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5782873/posts/default/106334906425033490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5782873/posts/default/106334906425033490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tick-tock.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106334906425033490' title=''/><author><name>shahrir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12586094971652819192</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5782873.post-106320283633024671</id><published>2003-09-10T22:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-09-11T02:03:06.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>woke up at 1330 today. that's pretty much how i live my life right now, always waking up late if i have nothing planned. time passes by much faster the later i wake up. it's drizzling outside but i'm perspiring profusely. where is the heat coming from? it's like i'm the only one in this house who's feeling hot. perhaps, the many sins that i've commited are burning inside me. perhaps, perhaps, perhaps. anyway, i didn't go anywhere today besides to the nearby 7-11 to buy myself a pack of cigarettes. seriously, a very uneventful day for me. i'll be waking up early tomorrow, i'm going somewhere. hmmm... ya, i'm going somewhere. peaS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Djarum Black is the ish!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5782873-106320283633024671?l=tick-tock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5782873/posts/default/106320283633024671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5782873/posts/default/106320283633024671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tick-tock.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106320283633024671' title=''/><author><name>shahrir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12586094971652819192</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5782873.post-106313245261169713</id><published>2003-09-10T02:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-09-10T02:42:26.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;well ok... this blog is up. it'll start running once i have something to write about. hmmm...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5782873-106313245261169713?l=tick-tock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5782873/posts/default/106313245261169713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5782873/posts/default/106313245261169713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tick-tock.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106313245261169713' 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