<?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-7558174538153856831</id><updated>2011-11-14T23:08:06.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SSSSSSH...! I HAVE STORIES TO TELL</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hafiqhasanbasri.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558174538153856831/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hafiqhasanbasri.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>F-I-Q-O</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07326761385219072017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/TRjWN2b7iHI/AAAAAAAAAoc/U1ui8Fr9wvI/S220/1.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>60</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7558174538153856831.post-6917696368064978005</id><published>2011-11-14T18:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-14T23:04:54.704+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Learn to Appreciate</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Hello all!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;uddenly I had the strong urge to write something here. I think I just miss my late grandmother so much and I don’t know with whom I shall share this feeling. &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;You know, not all people out there is willing to listen to everything you have to share, not every time&lt;/span&gt;. The worst part is that, they are among your close friends and those you consider to be among the best. Absurd isn’t it. At last, I bet it’s better to write it here, so that nobody will complain anything. Read if you want to, don’t if you wish so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;This entry is not meant to be a sad entry, but to remind us that we have to appreciate the existence of people around us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;My late grandmother is irreplaceable.&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;No doubt about it&lt;/span&gt;. But after her passing,&amp;nbsp;Allah has bestowed me with a beautiful niece, whom I love very dearly. She feels so close to my heart, as close as my grandmother was. I bet, that is just how this life works. Nothing is eternal. Hence we&amp;nbsp;need to make sure that&amp;nbsp;we make our loved ones happy while they are still alive. I am relief that I have made my grandmother happy when she was still alive. She was so proud of me, and &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I have tried my best to put smiles on her face every single day&lt;/span&gt;. She always said that I am her favourite and she’s&amp;nbsp;happy that I am her grandson. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Now, my beautiful Sofia just turned 1 a week ago.&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt; Oh the time truly flies&lt;/span&gt;. I bought her a ballerina gown on her 1st birthday and she looks very adorable wearing it. That happy girl is able to make my heart beams every now and then. &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;She’s my pure bundle of joy, just like&amp;nbsp;the late of my grandmother&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Let’s make our loved ones happy, while they are still around us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Regards,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HHB&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;learn-to-appreciate&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7558174538153856831-6917696368064978005?l=hafiqhasanbasri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hafiqhasanbasri.blogspot.com/feeds/6917696368064978005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7558174538153856831&amp;postID=6917696368064978005' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558174538153856831/posts/default/6917696368064978005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558174538153856831/posts/default/6917696368064978005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hafiqhasanbasri.blogspot.com/2011/11/i-learn-to-appreciate.html' title='I Learn to Appreciate'/><author><name>F-I-Q-O</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07326761385219072017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/TRjWN2b7iHI/AAAAAAAAAoc/U1ui8Fr9wvI/S220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FtCNlpz-FDo/TsErs9CTDzI/AAAAAAAAArE/934zqvng5Q4/s72-c/112.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7558174538153856831.post-5257250436200945367</id><published>2011-02-07T20:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-07T20:36:34.332+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stalk Me Even More</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #4c1130; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Hi Peeps,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Last night, my phone rang,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Yes, “&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;someone&lt;/span&gt;” called,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/TU_mUtUN8LI/AAAAAAAAAqc/GuQD5_BZ7_s/s1600/3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/TU_mUtUN8LI/AAAAAAAAAqc/GuQD5_BZ7_s/s400/3.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;I was told that “someone” &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;stalked me&lt;/span&gt; for quite sometimes,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Strangely, I &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;did not freak&lt;/span&gt; out, not a bit,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Instead, my heart smiles like a &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;moon beam&lt;/span&gt; when I first heard that,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;And till now my &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;heart&lt;/span&gt; is still smiling,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Probably, I still want that “someone” to stalk me &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;from afar&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;So that “&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;someone&lt;/span&gt;” will be able to know me better, by just observing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/TU_mXhIFSXI/AAAAAAAAAqg/v0NvniHT4tc/s1600/4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="267" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/TU_mXhIFSXI/AAAAAAAAAqg/v0NvniHT4tc/s400/4.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Oh, &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;please&lt;/span&gt;, do not stop, watch me closely,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Keep doing that&lt;/span&gt;, my dear “someone”,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;For that has brightened up my &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;days and nights&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Regards,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;HHB,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;stalkme-evenmore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7558174538153856831-5257250436200945367?l=hafiqhasanbasri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hafiqhasanbasri.blogspot.com/feeds/5257250436200945367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7558174538153856831&amp;postID=5257250436200945367' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558174538153856831/posts/default/5257250436200945367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558174538153856831/posts/default/5257250436200945367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hafiqhasanbasri.blogspot.com/2011/02/stalk-me-even-more.html' title='Stalk Me Even More'/><author><name>F-I-Q-O</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07326761385219072017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/TRjWN2b7iHI/AAAAAAAAAoc/U1ui8Fr9wvI/S220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/TU_mUtUN8LI/AAAAAAAAAqc/GuQD5_BZ7_s/s72-c/3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7558174538153856831.post-6162683645136781307</id><published>2011-01-13T22:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-13T22:51:08.834+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not Just Another Dream</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #4c1130; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Hi Peeps,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Last night I had a dream.&amp;nbsp;It's the&amp;nbsp;dream that &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I wish would last long&lt;/span&gt;. Last night, I dreamt of my late grandmother. Yes, the one whom I deeply missed. In my dream, I saw her coming back to our house, and the moment I saw her, I &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;ran&lt;/span&gt; towards her and I &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;hugged &lt;/span&gt;her tightly. I can still remember vividly I &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;cried &lt;/span&gt;really hard when I hugged her. It felt so real!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/TS8QrXD9cAI/AAAAAAAAAqU/AIGw8zPXVSs/s1600/nenek.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/TS8QrXD9cAI/AAAAAAAAAqU/AIGw8zPXVSs/s400/nenek.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Suddenly, I&amp;nbsp;woke up&amp;nbsp;and realized that&amp;nbsp;it was just a dream. How I wish that the dream did not end there. And how &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I wish I can hug her longer&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;But one thing for sure,&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;it's a dream that I want to have every single time I fall asleep&lt;/span&gt;....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;May you have &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;the best place&lt;/span&gt; there, Nek. May my &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;prayers&lt;/span&gt; for you are being&amp;nbsp;heard by the Almighty. Amin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Regards,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HHB&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;She's-deeply-Missed&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7558174538153856831-6162683645136781307?l=hafiqhasanbasri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hafiqhasanbasri.blogspot.com/feeds/6162683645136781307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7558174538153856831&amp;postID=6162683645136781307' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558174538153856831/posts/default/6162683645136781307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558174538153856831/posts/default/6162683645136781307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hafiqhasanbasri.blogspot.com/2011/01/not-just-another-dream.html' title='Not Just Another Dream'/><author><name>F-I-Q-O</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07326761385219072017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/TRjWN2b7iHI/AAAAAAAAAoc/U1ui8Fr9wvI/S220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/TS8QrXD9cAI/AAAAAAAAAqU/AIGw8zPXVSs/s72-c/nenek.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7558174538153856831.post-4441676568227192285</id><published>2010-12-30T13:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-30T13:51:01.159+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Who's Singing...?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #4c1130; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Hey Peeps,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: #4c1130; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;look who's singing...? Check it out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://1.gvt0.com/vi/lzdbKaZggv0/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/lzdbKaZggv0&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/lzdbKaZggv0&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: #4c1130; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Regards,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: #4c1130; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HHB&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: #4c1130; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sing-for-Fun&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7558174538153856831-4441676568227192285?l=hafiqhasanbasri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hafiqhasanbasri.blogspot.com/feeds/4441676568227192285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7558174538153856831&amp;postID=4441676568227192285' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558174538153856831/posts/default/4441676568227192285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558174538153856831/posts/default/4441676568227192285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hafiqhasanbasri.blogspot.com/2010/12/whos-singing.html' title='Who&apos;s Singing...?'/><author><name>F-I-Q-O</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07326761385219072017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/TRjWN2b7iHI/AAAAAAAAAoc/U1ui8Fr9wvI/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7558174538153856831.post-5496370398911819348</id><published>2010-12-29T15:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-29T17:12:41.607+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What Do You Know About FRIENDSHIP?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/TRrmsq2wPNI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/H7SlMf4n8IE/s1600/shut.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/TRrmsq2wPNI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/H7SlMf4n8IE/s400/shut.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;What do you know about &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;friendship&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;when you&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt; do not care&lt;/span&gt; for your friend's feeling,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;being &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;insensitive&lt;/span&gt; towards them,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;treating them like &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;strangers&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;not knowing&lt;/span&gt; the real&amp;nbsp;situations, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;yet you're&amp;nbsp;giving them a &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;wrong look&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;putting the &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;blame &lt;/span&gt;on&amp;nbsp;them for the wrong thing&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;you did&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;giving them your &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;evil&lt;/span&gt; laughs,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;causing them to suffer &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;heartache&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;What do you know&lt;/span&gt; about it...?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;For this one time,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I am &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;begging&lt;/span&gt; you to come back to &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;your&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130; font-family: Trebuchet MS; font-size: x-large;"&gt;SENSES...!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: #4c1130; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Regards,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: #4c1130; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HHB,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: #4c1130; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;heart-broken&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7558174538153856831-5496370398911819348?l=hafiqhasanbasri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hafiqhasanbasri.blogspot.com/feeds/5496370398911819348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7558174538153856831&amp;postID=5496370398911819348' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558174538153856831/posts/default/5496370398911819348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558174538153856831/posts/default/5496370398911819348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hafiqhasanbasri.blogspot.com/2010/12/what-do-you-know-about-friendship.html' title='What Do You Know About FRIENDSHIP?'/><author><name>F-I-Q-O</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07326761385219072017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/TRjWN2b7iHI/AAAAAAAAAoc/U1ui8Fr9wvI/S220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/TRrmsq2wPNI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/H7SlMf4n8IE/s72-c/shut.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7558174538153856831.post-6880171250420322362</id><published>2010-12-28T15:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-28T18:49:25.288+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Untold Stories</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #4c1130; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Hey all,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/TRmDN9aYGOI/AAAAAAAAApE/BS84_tthOx0/s1600/International-Lawyer.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/TRmDN9aYGOI/AAAAAAAAApE/BS84_tthOx0/s400/International-Lawyer.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: #4c1130; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;thanks to Allah, &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;alhamdulillah&lt;/span&gt;, finally, i've secured a job offer from a mid-sized law firm in Kuala Lumpur. What makes me happy is that, the&amp;nbsp;firm is&amp;nbsp;willing to pay me according to the market rate. Right now, I am very excited to &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;embark on a new journey&lt;/span&gt;, as an Advocate &amp;amp; Solicitor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: #4c1130; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;I know that it won't be easy, yet, I am ready to face the upcoming challenges in life. I just pray and hope that I will always have the &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;courage &lt;/span&gt;to make it through the hurdles. I always tell myself that the &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;pain &lt;/span&gt;that I have to suffer, is the best&amp;nbsp;way to bring me &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;forward&lt;/span&gt;. So, I will bear the pain, no matter how painful it is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: #4c1130; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Oh yeah, I've gone missing from this blog for almost a year. There are many &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;major changes&lt;/span&gt; happened in my life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: #4c1130; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;My beloved &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;grandmother&lt;/span&gt;, who was the &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;closest person&lt;/span&gt; to me, passed away on the 16th day of&amp;nbsp;last ramadhan. (May Allah bless her soul and place her in the best place, Amin.) She was the best gift for me from Allah. I am fortunate that I had her in my life. She was a very &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;modest&lt;/span&gt; person, who always taught me good values in life. Whenever I faced&amp;nbsp;troubles in life, she offered me her helps and&amp;nbsp;showered me with her loves, so that I won't be left alone. Indeed, I owe her my life. &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;My prayers&lt;/span&gt;, will always be with her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Each time I miss her, I will look at the photos of her, which captured wonderful moments that I had with her. &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Tears couldn’t bring her back to me&lt;/span&gt;. Yet, the sweet and sad memories that we shared together will always remain intact in my mind. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: #4c1130; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;The day when she left me, was the saddest day that I’ve ever had so far. It was the downiest point of my life. It’s really hard to let her go, but nothing that I could do to change the fact that she's gone. I will always remember her as the &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;greatest gift&lt;/span&gt; that God has bestowed upon me. I love you Nenek. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: #4c1130; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;To Nenek&lt;/span&gt;, we will always keep praying for your well-being in the hereafter. Never will I forget.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: #4c1130; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;الفاتحه&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: #4c1130; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;After years going through the hurdles, finally, on January 2010&amp;nbsp;I&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;graduated&lt;/span&gt; with a Second Class Upper Grade (yay). Now I am the degree&amp;nbsp;holder of Bachelor of Laws&amp;nbsp;(Honours).&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: #4c1130; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;It's been a very &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;tough journey&lt;/span&gt;, and it's impossible for me to reach the finish line without supports from people around me, especially my late Grandmother, family and close friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: #4c1130; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Now I have a &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;bigger responsibility&lt;/span&gt; towards the society at large. The knowledge gained and the skills obtained throughout my studies, I shall not waste. I pray that Allah will always &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;guide me&lt;/span&gt; to the right path. One thing for sure, I know that&amp;nbsp;I won't sink in the sea of life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: #4c1130; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Then I pursued my career in &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;legal fraternity&lt;/span&gt; as a pupil-in-chamber for the period of&amp;nbsp;nine months. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: #4c1130; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/TRmE9vCTTkI/AAAAAAAAApg/seMvWUSW2bk/s1600/7.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/TRmE9vCTTkI/AAAAAAAAApg/seMvWUSW2bk/s400/7.jpg" width="298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: #4c1130; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;And, on the 6th November 2010, my only sister gave &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;birth&lt;/span&gt; to a beautiful baby, Sofia. Indeed, she is a real bundle of joy who brings thousands of meaning in this life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: #4c1130; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Many things happened. Those are among the &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;untold stories&lt;/span&gt; which I think, you should know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: #4c1130; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;I guess, I have nothing else to write here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: #4c1130; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Till then,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: #4c1130; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;ditto...!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: #4c1130; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Regards,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: #4c1130; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HHB,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: #4c1130; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;that's-that&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7558174538153856831-6880171250420322362?l=hafiqhasanbasri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hafiqhasanbasri.blogspot.com/feeds/6880171250420322362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7558174538153856831&amp;postID=6880171250420322362' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558174538153856831/posts/default/6880171250420322362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558174538153856831/posts/default/6880171250420322362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hafiqhasanbasri.blogspot.com/2010/12/untold-stories.html' title='The Untold Stories'/><author><name>F-I-Q-O</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07326761385219072017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/TRjWN2b7iHI/AAAAAAAAAoc/U1ui8Fr9wvI/S220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/TRmDN9aYGOI/AAAAAAAAApE/BS84_tthOx0/s72-c/International-Lawyer.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7558174538153856831.post-3564220605646356925</id><published>2010-12-27T22:35:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-29T11:14:22.027+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Used To Have...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #4c1130; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Hey peeps,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/TRi-JkIrhCI/AAAAAAAAAoU/bGkHy3gJ-3c/s1600/6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/TRi-JkIrhCI/AAAAAAAAAoU/bGkHy3gJ-3c/s400/6.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #4c1130; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;I used to have a&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt; best friend&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #4c1130; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;who was always there for me, through thick and thin,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #4c1130; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;we shared many things in life together,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #4c1130; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;both sadness and hapiness,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #4c1130; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;but as we all know, &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;with no exception&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #4c1130; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;all of us&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;change&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #4c1130; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;some of us change to become a better person in life, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #4c1130; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;while some others, the other way around.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/TRjiIaPqWII/AAAAAAAAAo8/FW4XU2_tH9U/s1600/best+friends.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/TRjiIaPqWII/AAAAAAAAAo8/FW4XU2_tH9U/s320/best+friends.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #4c1130; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;My so called best friend&lt;/span&gt; is of no exception,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #4c1130; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;he too, changed&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #4c1130; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;gradually, he became someone whom I can barely understand,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #4c1130; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;from someone whom I think&amp;nbsp;"the best of friend",&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #4c1130; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;to only my &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;good friend&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #4c1130; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;again, after sometimes, I feel that he wasn't really a good friend,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #4c1130; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;but we're still close,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #4c1130; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;perhaps we're just &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;close friends&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #4c1130; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;neither good nor best,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #4c1130; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;unfortunately, I was wrong again,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #4c1130; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;for&amp;nbsp;one more time,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #4c1130; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;it seems there are gaps separated between us, lately,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: #4c1130; font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;and the gaps seemed to be&amp;nbsp;created by himself,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #4c1130; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;hence, we&amp;nbsp;are not as close as we used to be,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #4c1130; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;yet,&amp;nbsp;he is &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;a friend of mine&lt;/span&gt;, STILL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #4c1130;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #4c1130; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Right now, at this moment,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #4c1130; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;I think, &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I have lost&amp;nbsp;the count&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #4c1130; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Why oh why,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #4c1130; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;only he has the answer,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #4c1130; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;but, no matter what,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #4c1130; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;I am still a hopeful person,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #4c1130; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;hoping that, &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;he will be 'him' again&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #4c1130;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #4c1130; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Regards,&lt;br /&gt;
HHB,&lt;br /&gt;
Best-Good-Close&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7558174538153856831-3564220605646356925?l=hafiqhasanbasri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hafiqhasanbasri.blogspot.com/feeds/3564220605646356925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7558174538153856831&amp;postID=3564220605646356925' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558174538153856831/posts/default/3564220605646356925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558174538153856831/posts/default/3564220605646356925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hafiqhasanbasri.blogspot.com/2010/12/i-used-to-have.html' title='I Used To Have...'/><author><name>F-I-Q-O</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07326761385219072017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/TRjWN2b7iHI/AAAAAAAAAoc/U1ui8Fr9wvI/S220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/TRi-JkIrhCI/AAAAAAAAAoU/bGkHy3gJ-3c/s72-c/6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7558174538153856831.post-1365051483578283000</id><published>2009-06-12T21:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T16:59:46.319+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am what 'HOLIC'?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Peeps,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;

&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Do you have any idea how much that&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;I miss you?&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;I really miss you people =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346435427680548466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/SjJaseF2dnI/AAAAAAAAAh4/yruL2sBVovc/s400/n669571649_2233516_7938112.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Much apology for I failed to spare my time here. I haven’t got the opportunity to update my blog since the last two weeks. I was extremely busy with my sister’s wedding in Klang and Kuala Terengganu. Yet I am deligthed that everything went well. What a relief. Phew.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346435430723958818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/SjJaspbdOCI/AAAAAAAAAiA/uJm6HZ1YHFM/s400/4526_219547105104_656565104_7040722_5974_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;
And yeah, finally, I can spare my priceless time to update my blog. Yay.

Last night I was wondering, if a question is asked to you; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;What kind of ‘holic’ are you?&lt;/span&gt; What would be your answer? Well, as for me I have my own answers.

I am a:

&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;1. Chocoholic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346437410467509570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/SjJcf4jGdUI/AAAAAAAAAig/g7xH3BUAoyY/s400/n669571649_2038254_1808544.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346435437600406146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/SjJatDC7eoI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/FiwEPlpqP-k/s400/me20.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346435444750878722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/SjJatdrvCAI/AAAAAAAAAiY/BzzCrfu7lLc/s400/2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;
I am pretty sure you know it. I am a sweet tooth person. Chocs and I are inseparable. I love the sweetness. Not to forget the bitterness. Every bite of chocs makes me feel great. That is why, I am a chocoholic person.

&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;2. Shopaholic&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346733645688913682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/SjNp7CvqvxI/AAAAAAAAAjg/gwKCM3vskNc/s400/1129930156_l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I love spending my money, even when I don’t actually have much to spend. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It is my greatest pleasure guilt.&lt;/span&gt; I like buying new stuffs for myself. It feels really satisfying when I can actually get things that I want.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It’s very rare that I’d go out without buying anything. I will refrain myself to shop when I actually have none to spend. Haha. It’s really bad. It’s not wise to spend money on unnecessary things. I know. I am sure we all know.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346437414344226114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/SjJcgG_YdUI/AAAAAAAAAio/-7HIbXDiMZE/s400/DSC04426.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346437417997764770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/SjJcgUmdCKI/AAAAAAAAAiw/F-1QEK2_WIY/s400/DSC04425.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346728592845925186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/SjNlU7cBa0I/AAAAAAAAAjQ/0NO6dfA9JGE/s400/DSC03941.JPG" border="0" /&gt;
But last month was a marvelous month. I spent almost the whole money that I got from my part time job as a Research Assistant to buy loads of good. I bought 2 bottles of perfume for myself, a bottle of perfume for my mother (as a gift for mother’s day), 2 headbands from my younger sisters which they wore during my sister’s wedding, a table lamp and a cake for my sister (as her wedding+birthday gift), I got to treat my cousin makan2 and others. It feels really good. Nothing can describe the feeling, but self satisfaction.

&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;3. Workaholic&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;
&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346728596912665698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/SjNlVKlm9GI/AAAAAAAAAjY/RahY9rGJTNI/s400/l_83b3af3581bb66a668805060c4017eb6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;
Some people said that I am such a workaholic person. But, that’s what they thought, not me. I personally think that I am such a lazy brat. They just don’t know the reasons why I joined activities like mooting and being a Research Assistant during semester break. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It’s true that everyone should get their rest during the break by going to vacations etc. But one question, how can you go for a vacation when you don’t have much money? (figure it out for me please)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346437417567263570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/SjJcgS_0G1I/AAAAAAAAAi4/YJ5oRK0SGbY/s400/DSC_0252.JPG" border="0" /&gt;
I first decided to join mooting competitions because I wanted to challenge myself. Many people said, if a student intends to be part of the mooting team, he/she has to be crème of the crème. But, I don’t think that they were right about it. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Cause I have proved them to be so wrong. First thing first,&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I am not crème of the crème&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, not even close to the word smart. Yet, I joined the mooting team, just to challenge my ability. To see what I am being capable of to do. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;As to the Research Assistant job, I am being paid for whatever research that I’ve done. I’m doing the job to earn money and experiences. There is nothing to do with being workaholic. So people out there, I hope I have made it clear to you that I am not a workaholic person. Just a money motivated person.

&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;4. Bookaholic&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I wish I could be more of like Sarah and Hana who love to read books. I so admire the two of them for being really bookaholic. They really like reading. Hana even said once in her blog, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;‘how can one not love books’?
&lt;/span&gt;
Sigh. I always tell myself to read more. Knowledge is powerful. Without knowledge we are powerless. So peeps, let’s read more books. ;p &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346441532917259090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/SjJgP13tm1I/AAAAAAAAAjA/bBciqQdPNIc/s400/DSC03561.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346441539740945138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/SjJgQPSmyvI/AAAAAAAAAjI/5l727maWccY/s400/DSC03563.JPG" border="0" /&gt;
Fyi, I read fictions to improve my dictions and English. Still, I think it’s never been enough. The other day, I went out to KLCC alone, and I actually dropped by to Kinokuniyya (a book store). I saw a very nice book rack which catches my eyes. I really fancy the books showed on the racks. Those are chic lits which are my favourite. Since then, I plan to buy it one by one.

I just don’t bother with whoever saying that chic lit is meant for girls. If I like it, why cant I buy and read it? Right? So yeah…I’ll buy it later ;).

I think I am only that ‘holics’. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;What about you peeps?&lt;/span&gt; Make sure, none of you is alcoholic. It brings no good to your life. Just don’t.

&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Regards,
HHB,
Love-Shopaholic-theMost&lt;/strong&gt;
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&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;My dearest sister,
I am really glad that finally you’ll be married to a guy whom you love very dearly.
To a guy who is willing to take good care for you so that nothing will harm you, ever.

Nothing makes me happier than knowing the fact that someone is willing to accept you for better or worse.

You’re my only sister.
You’re the one whom I fight with, also the one whom I would always turn to whenever I am in troubles.
No matter what people said about us, they just don’t know that we do love each other.

At first I was so sad that you’ll be taken away from me.
But, I no longer am as I am not losing you.
In fact, I will gain a new family member, a brother in law.

I know it’s not easy to be you,
But bear in mind that God is being fair to us all,
That is why after what you have gone through before,
Now God is gratifying you with joys and glee into your life.

Have a happy marriage life to you sis. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340721421008860754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/Sh4N1geNdlI/AAAAAAAAAhw/BHeRpx777AU/s400/l_c399ca57311802afa30d92e6772eae7f.jpg" border="0" /&gt;
Till then
&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Loads of Love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;HHB,
Your only Brother&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;You are all invited to my sister's Wedding on 30th and 31st May 2009 in Klang. The details are as follow: &lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340013219642000978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 198px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/ShuJuwymxlI/AAAAAAAAAhg/zdqnNgcGo2U/s400/5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339982811875617810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 189px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/ShtuEzCJrBI/AAAAAAAAAhA/DumoMVluWuY/s400/1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339982819626219010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 208px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/ShtuFP6CdgI/AAAAAAAAAhI/F-ktFFX7FuQ/s400/6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339982821597356978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 193px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/ShtuFXP_o7I/AAAAAAAAAhQ/JApNWb8-N0A/s400/4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339982828089780354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 182px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/ShtuFvb6KII/AAAAAAAAAhY/CBWo2dxKcwo/s400/2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;Well, I hope that you can come to the wedding, since she's my only sister. No more sister wedding after hers. Haha. Till then, love you people.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#330033;"&gt;p/s--&gt; if guys notice, me and my sister love pink colour. Something that we have in common ;p&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Regards,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HHB,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Very-Excited&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7558174538153856831-6735272212054217306?l=hafiqhasanbasri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hafiqhasanbasri.blogspot.com/feeds/6735272212054217306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7558174538153856831&amp;postID=6735272212054217306' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558174538153856831/posts/default/6735272212054217306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558174538153856831/posts/default/6735272212054217306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hafiqhasanbasri.blogspot.com/2009/05/calling-for-wedding.html' title='Calling For Wedding'/><author><name>F-I-Q-O</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07326761385219072017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/TRjWN2b7iHI/AAAAAAAAAoc/U1ui8Fr9wvI/S220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/ShuJuwymxlI/AAAAAAAAAhg/zdqnNgcGo2U/s72-c/5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7558174538153856831.post-5092412826058767128</id><published>2009-05-21T11:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T12:32:13.439+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chocolate For Happiness</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;チョコレートをありがとう&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;


&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/ShTSPkauKQI/AAAAAAAAAgI/eRZ8TuGQVlM/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338122623256504578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 316px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/ShTSPkauKQI/AAAAAAAAAgI/eRZ8TuGQVlM/s400/1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;Give Me A Chocolate Heart&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#330033;"&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#330033;"&gt;Everyone loves a delicacy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#330033;"&gt;And most of all miss dainty me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#330033;"&gt;Who's not so dainty now, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#330033;"&gt;I sayThere's so many wrappers to throw away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;

&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#330033;"&gt;Chocolate has a place in my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#330033;"&gt;It's a springboard for my life's jumpstart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#330033;"&gt;Whenever I am feeling low&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#330033;"&gt;It's to the chocolate box I go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#330033;"&gt;I think if I eat enough sweets&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#330033;"&gt;My heart will turn to yummy treats&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#330033;"&gt;And how could that be bad?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#330033;"&gt;In the company of chocolate no one's sad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#330033;"&gt;They'll love my dark chocolate soul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#330033;"&gt;You can't resist what makes you whole&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#330033;"&gt;Oh, make me chocolate filled&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#330033;"&gt;If everyone loves me, I'll be thrilled &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Phoenix Rory&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338122625015845714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/ShTSPq-Lk1I/AAAAAAAAAgQ/ddFalsZNz34/s400/2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338122635572338370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/ShTSQSTC3sI/AAAAAAAAAgo/pyjMEZ8lnp4/s400/DSC03502.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#330033;"&gt;p/s--&gt; By the way abg Zul went to Japan last month and he bought me loads of chocolate. I am so flattered. So happy that my choc box is full with chocs =) Thanx a lot abg Zul.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;Not to forget, thank a bunch to Naguib for his kindness. He gave me his I LOVE NY choc when mine was eaten by fungus. What a thoughful friend you are. I am sorry that I forgot to mention your name earlier. I regret that. So sorry.&lt;/span&gt;


&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Regards,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HHB,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I-taste-SUGAR&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7558174538153856831-5092412826058767128?l=hafiqhasanbasri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hafiqhasanbasri.blogspot.com/feeds/5092412826058767128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7558174538153856831&amp;postID=5092412826058767128' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558174538153856831/posts/default/5092412826058767128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558174538153856831/posts/default/5092412826058767128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hafiqhasanbasri.blogspot.com/2009/05/chocolate-for-happiness.html' title='Chocolate For Happiness'/><author><name>F-I-Q-O</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07326761385219072017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/TRjWN2b7iHI/AAAAAAAAAoc/U1ui8Fr9wvI/S220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/ShTSPkauKQI/AAAAAAAAAgI/eRZ8TuGQVlM/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7558174538153856831.post-922110085922562529</id><published>2009-05-13T10:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T10:20:57.101+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sorry is Unnecessary</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Peeps,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;It seems like someone gets offended with what I have written in the previous entry.&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt; Should I say sorry to the poor dud?&lt;/span&gt; Wait, I need seconds to think. Oh no. I don’t need any since I am not going to say sorry for what I have written because that’s what I felt about the poor dud.
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335127021723056130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 360px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/SgotwnFj-AI/AAAAAAAAAgA/uv3ud0ErKpo/s400/offended.jpg" border="0" /&gt;
But hey dud,
I feel sorry that you’re being offended.

Unfortunately&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;I feel happier to know that you’re being insulted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.
It makes me feel wanting to insult you even more. Luckily, I have few friends with angelic hearts.

They said,
I have done enough. It really shows that you’re snubbed.
&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;I don’t have to do more&lt;/span&gt;, because I am not taking vengeance nor I am launching loathsome wars against you.

Well what I have written tells that I really disgust you.
Yes I do.
There’s another thing that you need to know, before I off you go.
&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Life is fair&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;
That is why, what goes around comes around.

For every single good and bad deeds,
Certainly there’ll be &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;rewards and retributions&lt;/span&gt;.
It’s only the matter of time.
When, where and what?

&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;I am pleased&lt;/span&gt; that you decided to put a stop to it.
You quit from being my blog follower,
You also scrubbed me out from your facebook.
That shows, what I have written made an &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;impeccable impact to you, Freak.&lt;/span&gt;

I admit I was being so cynical,
Now,
I will not.
So, in plain and simple language,
&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;I loathe you Loser!&lt;/span&gt;
I am still disgusted with your pathetic attitudes.
Uffff!

p/s Hey, when you say keep laughing, surely I will. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;I will laugh even harder than before&lt;/span&gt;. But wait, will that ever change you? I highly doubt it. Still, I am enjoying my times. People said no sweat, because it takes only me to laugh at you.

&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#333333;"&gt;Regards,
HHB,
Still-Disgusted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7558174538153856831-922110085922562529?l=hafiqhasanbasri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hafiqhasanbasri.blogspot.com/feeds/922110085922562529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7558174538153856831&amp;postID=922110085922562529' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558174538153856831/posts/default/922110085922562529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558174538153856831/posts/default/922110085922562529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hafiqhasanbasri.blogspot.com/2009/05/sorry-is-unnecessary.html' title='Sorry is Unnecessary'/><author><name>F-I-Q-O</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07326761385219072017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/TRjWN2b7iHI/AAAAAAAAAoc/U1ui8Fr9wvI/S220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/SgotwnFj-AI/AAAAAAAAAgA/uv3ud0ErKpo/s72-c/offended.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7558174538153856831.post-8644628570566121828</id><published>2009-05-08T10:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T12:05:45.777+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Glad Tidings</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/SgOh_0QVFUI/AAAAAAAAAf4/4Nk5Livhi8Q/s1600-h/DSC00077.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333284501467764034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/SgOh_0QVFUI/AAAAAAAAAf4/4Nk5Livhi8Q/s400/DSC00077.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Poor Dud&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;

It feels satisfying to know that &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;your world is shaken&lt;/span&gt;,
It feels better to know that you’re getting it as your punishment,

&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;Yes it does&lt;/span&gt;.

Dud,
&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;It &lt;strong&gt;felt&lt;/strong&gt; good&lt;/span&gt; to be with you,
Cause it takes two to tango.

When&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;I was left puzzled,
&lt;/span&gt;I thought that my life is ruined.

But hey no,
&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;I woke up and smelt the coffee.
&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I despised to see you days and nights,
Cause &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;your face hurts my sight&lt;/span&gt;.

Now that I know you’re left alone,
You’re no longer occupying the throne.

&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Your pathetic stories became my glad tidings,&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;For it brings joys and glee&lt;/span&gt;.

I need not anyone like you,
&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Cause it takes only me to laugh at you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;
&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;p/s I did not name anyone here. If you get offended, then it's not my fault. Cheers. ;p &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Anyways, i am sure that someone is offended with what i have written. Regardless of what you say, i am so happy. Hey freaks, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;what goes around comes around&lt;/span&gt;. Who says life is not fair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Regards,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HHB,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;never-A-false-ANGEL&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7558174538153856831-8644628570566121828?l=hafiqhasanbasri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hafiqhasanbasri.blogspot.com/feeds/8644628570566121828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7558174538153856831&amp;postID=8644628570566121828' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558174538153856831/posts/default/8644628570566121828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558174538153856831/posts/default/8644628570566121828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hafiqhasanbasri.blogspot.com/2009/05/it-takes-only-me-to-laugh-at-you.html' title='Glad Tidings'/><author><name>F-I-Q-O</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07326761385219072017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/TRjWN2b7iHI/AAAAAAAAAoc/U1ui8Fr9wvI/S220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/SgOh_0QVFUI/AAAAAAAAAf4/4Nk5Livhi8Q/s72-c/DSC00077.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7558174538153856831.post-2624682269092844394</id><published>2009-05-06T10:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T11:08:55.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Big Hot Mess</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Peeps,
&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;Do you people fancy blonde jokes? God, I love blonde jokes and &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;I really like Kellie Prickler for being the wittiest blonde&lt;/span&gt; that I have ever seen so far. She called herself as a Big Hot Mess during the Ellen Degeres talk show. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332536234505127842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 324px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/SgD5c8mTx6I/AAAAAAAAAfQ/z0wwe3IahVU/s400/3294939970_ea9d7ba98a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;But trust me, she maybe a little bit ignorant but she is a kind person who deserves our respect. As a proof, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;she reminded all kids in school to pay attention so that they would not turn to become a big hot mess just like her&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332536228221999698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/SgD5clMS2lI/AAAAAAAAAfA/IJBicwRuQ8g/s400/2070979959_5b60a036ae.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;So what about this blonde girl that I fancy the most? It’s her witty character. She is extremely hilarious. When she appeared in the &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;Are You Smarter than a 5th Grader Show&lt;/span&gt;, she was asked about a 3rd grade geography question which is: &lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;Budapest is the capital for what European Country?&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;She said that it might be a stupid question. (and of course the audience laughed, assuming that she knows the answer) But, no. She doesn’t know the answer. In fact, she later told the host that &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;she thought that Europe was a country&lt;/span&gt;. (God, I love you Kellie. Europe is not a country. It’s a continent.)

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;She later tried to figure out where on earth is Budapest. She said that she has never heard of that place. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;But she knows that they speak preach there&lt;/span&gt;. (By the fact that it sounds like Budha).
&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;She then asked herself whether France is a country? (Seriously Kellie, you did not even know this? Haha) &lt;/span&gt;

&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332536227060295826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/SgD5cg3UqJI/AAAAAAAAAfI/THWxriVLRWw/s400/2176459016_14d4771f97.jpg" border="0" /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;So yeah, then she decided to copy the answer from the kid (Nathan). Then, the host asked her for one time what would be her guess? She said she didn’t think that France is a country. But&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;she chose to try France&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. (Kellie, yes France is a country. But the capital is Paris not Budapest. Hope you know it by now.)
&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;The host then told her the answer which is Hungary. Being so ignorant about the place, she asked the host. Is what? Hungry?
&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The host&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: Yes, Hungary. Like I am Hungry. (the audiences laughed)
&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kellie&lt;/strong&gt;: That’s a country? &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;Oooh I’ve heard of Turkey, but not Hungry&lt;/span&gt;. (more audiences laughed)
So yeah, from that moment I believed that I love Kellie Pickler. She makes me smile and laugh hilariously like no one’s business. God I really like her.

And people, bear in mind that she might be the ignorant blonde girl. But &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;she managed to win thousand dollars for charity&lt;/span&gt;. She has contributed something big for a good cause. Us? I’m not sure.
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To Kellie, stay the way you are. So that I have more reasons to laugh. I heart You KP.

p/s you guys must watch it too.&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Regards,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HHB,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i'm-a-HIMBO&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7558174538153856831-2624682269092844394?l=hafiqhasanbasri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=7a6f094cab044924&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hafiqhasanbasri.blogspot.com/feeds/2624682269092844394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7558174538153856831&amp;postID=2624682269092844394' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558174538153856831/posts/default/2624682269092844394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558174538153856831/posts/default/2624682269092844394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hafiqhasanbasri.blogspot.com/2009/05/big-hot-mess.html' title='A Big Hot Mess'/><author><name>F-I-Q-O</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07326761385219072017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/TRjWN2b7iHI/AAAAAAAAAoc/U1ui8Fr9wvI/S220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/SgD5c8mTx6I/AAAAAAAAAfQ/z0wwe3IahVU/s72-c/3294939970_ea9d7ba98a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7558174538153856831.post-6304636458771789436</id><published>2009-04-30T11:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T12:46:05.782+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PIE vs EH!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;Beep Beep. New text message.&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Pie:&lt;/span&gt; Fiqo, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;I would like to invite you to my 21st Birthday party&lt;/span&gt;. Everything would be planned by my friend, Najwa. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330335602190054562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/Sfkn_SYn9KI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/cJXlhpIG8dY/s400/2908_1143255457938_1124012608_30411672_5310400_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Me: When is it?&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Pie:&lt;/span&gt; 28th March 2009 from 8.00 to 11.00 p.m.
&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Me: But &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;babe, that is during the earth hour&lt;/span&gt;. I want to cast my vote and joined others.&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Pie:&lt;/span&gt; So you’re choosing the earth hour over me?
&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Me:Hurm….let see if I can do something about it.&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Pie:&lt;/span&gt; Fiqo…please
&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Me: Okay…okay I will come to your party.&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Pie:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;You and nicky would be the emcee okay&lt;/span&gt;. You have to be the emcee, as the birthday gift for me. Okay fiqo? I’ll tell you the tentative roughly. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330335999171706994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/SfkoWZQbQHI/AAAAAAAAAeY/_F5NkgpwV_A/s400/2908_1148232822369_1124012608_30426950_1833218_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Me: &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Emcee?&lt;/span&gt; Erghhh…&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;whatever you wish, birthday girl&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;

So yeah, that was a last month story. Haha. Where &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;I was actually in a real dilemma whether to go to pie’s birthday bash or to join the earth hour.&lt;/span&gt; But yeah, finally i made up my mind and I joined pie's party. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;To make myself feel better, I actually planned to print the earth hour poster and distribute it during the party. But after having&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt; a second thought that I might ruin her party, then I canceled my plan.&lt;/span&gt; Haha. &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330335602833073362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/Sfkn_Ux7pNI/AAAAAAAAAdY/lGEGWfAph4s/s400/2908_1143461303084_1124012608_30412087_7853985_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330335606703722386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/Sfkn_jMxD5I/AAAAAAAAAdg/z5IFpEkmai8/s400/2908_1143462183106_1124012608_30412108_6995202_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;But, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;the moment I reached Alexis, Bangsar, I was relieved&lt;/span&gt; that the party is held at the Bar. So most of the lights were turned off. Thank God. Plus, there are many candles on the tables. So I made a right decision. Because I got to spend my times during the earth hour together with pie and other friends. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;
&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330338384457977410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/SfkqhPI_TkI/AAAAAAAAAew/Z-n96pMNfEk/s400/2908_1148183101126_1124012608_30426804_2383146_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;
So here are the pictures during the birthday party. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;I enjoyed the party quite much&lt;/span&gt; because I had to be the emcee even I did not prepare anything despite that I was reminded earlier. Hehe.
&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330335609905870434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/Sfkn_vIN9mI/AAAAAAAAAdw/OeT5lNj9v3Y/s400/2908_1143491503839_1124012608_30412171_1309410_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330336342723239330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/SfkoqZFfnaI/AAAAAAAAAeg/YI1yQXy-pTY/s400/2908_1148193101376_1124012608_30426841_7038336_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330335986869528370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/SfkoVrbW5zI/AAAAAAAAAd4/nNGmzlnUFKg/s400/2908_1148183141127_1124012608_30426805_544323_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330335990470622978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/SfkoV417PwI/AAAAAAAAAeA/D49EziKT5bs/s400/2908_1148187781243_1124012608_30426819_7943449_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;
Some of pie’s friends performed for her. We sat and sang together for her. It was really great. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330335606782243986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/Sfkn_jffNJI/AAAAAAAAAdo/Ymg-HEXOWPk/s400/2908_1143468303259_1124012608_30412125_3839056_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330335993820924626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/SfkoWFUsytI/AAAAAAAAAeI/h_hrNHGERSI/s400/2908_1148187901246_1124012608_30426822_505102_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;To pie&lt;/span&gt;, be a good girl. I always love you. You are the 1st girl junior that I become close with, up until now. You’re just like my little sister. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;Wish that we’ll be like this for years ahead&lt;/span&gt;. It’s really great to have you as my mooting buddy, a friend to share problems with and many others.&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt; I love the memories and time we spent together&lt;/span&gt;. Love you loads. Muaacks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330336344472895330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/SfkoqfmpP2I/AAAAAAAAAeo/uER9-ri9ebM/s400/2908_1148199861545_1124012608_30426849_4328267_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#330033;"&gt;We Love You, Pie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Regards,
HHB,
We-ROCK-the-World&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7558174538153856831-6304636458771789436?l=hafiqhasanbasri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hafiqhasanbasri.blogspot.com/feeds/6304636458771789436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7558174538153856831&amp;postID=6304636458771789436' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558174538153856831/posts/default/6304636458771789436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558174538153856831/posts/default/6304636458771789436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hafiqhasanbasri.blogspot.com/2009/04/pie-vs-eh.html' title='PIE vs EH!'/><author><name>F-I-Q-O</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07326761385219072017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/TRjWN2b7iHI/AAAAAAAAAoc/U1ui8Fr9wvI/S220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/Sfkn_SYn9KI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/cJXlhpIG8dY/s72-c/2908_1143255457938_1124012608_30411672_5310400_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7558174538153856831.post-6675793954979503197</id><published>2009-04-29T12:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T16:38:41.599+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Father Can You Be DEAR?</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#333333;"&gt;Peeps,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;

&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I have many reasons for not liking being at home&lt;/span&gt;. One of the reasons is that I am happier when I am in my campus because I would not have to hear many family stories that will make me upset. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;Next month is a month where my sister will be getting married. And guess what, my father too will re-marry another woman.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329972290382100498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 359px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/SffdjwbmeBI/AAAAAAAAAc4/hDNVjLqGoM8/s400/2369820562_15bd27a0bb.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;Here is the story,&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;my parents divorced when I was in standard 4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. My mother remarried a year later. Alhamdulillah the marriage last, up until now.

&lt;div&gt;A year after my mother’s marriage, it was my father’s turn to tie the knot. So he remarried. But, it was unfortunate that the relationship did not last long. I don’t know when exactly they divorced, cause &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;I do not really bother&lt;/span&gt;. Because when if I bother about it, it will definitely make my head spins. So better not to think of it.&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329971881640695938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 397px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/SffdL9wDmII/AAAAAAAAAcw/xh0r5uoYTWg/s400/ring.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Recently, months after not hearing from him, I was told that he wants to get married again. Well, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;I felt nothing&lt;/span&gt;. If it would make him feel good, then I am okay with it. If it’s not, don’t marry the lady, whoever she is.

&lt;div&gt;But now, he and his marriage start to bother me and my sister because &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;I don’t like his attitude of asking money from my sister. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;My sister wants to get marry. She has to spend a lot just for her wedding. Yes, she is working. But she just started lecturing in a private college, only last year. So, she didn’t really have much money. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329972865781555826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 362px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/SffeFP9hYnI/AAAAAAAAAdA/5XUcaA5mDgI/s400/1573586524_a4cd9d5204.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;Yes she earns money now, but mind you, she had to work overnight for that. So dear father, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;it’s not fine that you are letting your daughter pay everything for her marriage&lt;/span&gt;. Isn’t that your responsibility to maintain her, up until she gets marry?

Now &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;you’ve neglected your responsibilities as a father&lt;/span&gt;. We are no longer maintained by you. Thank God that I have Ibu, Nenek and Kakak and others who are willing to assist me whenever needed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;I try to undertstand you father, even since I was so little to understand the whole family affairs.&lt;/span&gt; You divorced Ibu, that was not fine to me and kakak. But me and kakak, tried hard enough to adapt ourselves, growing up without a father. We told ourselves that we will study hard, to make a better living in the future.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And, we have proved to everyone that we are two good kids. Kakak now is a lecturer. Insha Allah, if it’s a good will, I will be a lawyer once graduated.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes, we don’t have you, to tell us what to do and what not to do. Lucky us that we have teachers who are willing to teach us about manners and ethics. Alhamdulillah, we are being good kids so far.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329975573315112082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 309px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/Sffgi2T0zJI/AAAAAAAAAdI/SUoXVYfXqo8/s400/vie+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;Arent you grateful that God has bestowed you with us, these two creatures?&lt;/span&gt;. Why would you give problems to these two kids. &lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;We have suffered a lot. We didn’t show it to you that we are actually suffering, because we want to be strong. But it doesn’t mean that we are totally fine with whatever that you’ve done.&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes, I am proud to tell the world that me and kakak are being very independent since we were little. We cried cause we were so sad, but lucky enough we managed to face the hurdles together.&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;Please, I am begging you, to at least make kakak feel good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;It’s true that, no matter what, you are still our father&lt;/span&gt;. Yes, we admit that (though I think that is so lame). But for one more timeI am begging you to change to be a better person for us. We want a great father, to look after us. We too, need a father to care for us. We’ve been taking care of ourselves for so long. And….it’s tiring, cause we need love from a father. &lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329971471858824530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/Sffc0HMcdVI/AAAAAAAAAco/FxW_GnMemIM/s400/father.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;Now, can you be dear?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;p/s--&gt; i hope by now, you can understand why do I prefer not to go back home during the break. I am not trying to humiliate my father or anyone. But all I am asking is that everyone could learn that we all have responsibilites. Be responsible and do not neglect any. Cause surely, it will affect others.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Regards,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HHB,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He-Has-to-Change&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7558174538153856831-6675793954979503197?l=hafiqhasanbasri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hafiqhasanbasri.blogspot.com/feeds/6675793954979503197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7558174538153856831&amp;postID=6675793954979503197' title='24 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558174538153856831/posts/default/6675793954979503197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558174538153856831/posts/default/6675793954979503197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hafiqhasanbasri.blogspot.com/2009/04/father-can-you-be-dear.html' title='Father Can You Be DEAR?'/><author><name>F-I-Q-O</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07326761385219072017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/TRjWN2b7iHI/AAAAAAAAAoc/U1ui8Fr9wvI/S220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/SffdjwbmeBI/AAAAAAAAAc4/hDNVjLqGoM8/s72-c/2369820562_15bd27a0bb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>24</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7558174538153856831.post-1366398486272535532</id><published>2009-04-17T11:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T18:13:07.522+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Buttoned Up</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hi Peeps,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;Hopefully all of you are doing great. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;I feel totally good&lt;/span&gt;. You know why? Because I am done with my final exam. Six Papers. Some were really tough, some were okay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326713511794402130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 260px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/SexJt4LHY1I/AAAAAAAAAcY/DEOI1h2YX0k/s400/73157828_b09939f5a3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;To my friends from other Unis or Colleges, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;my bestest wish of luck for you people&lt;/span&gt;. Well, I believe that you are all smarties and brainy. So 'Let's Break a Leg....!' (my favourite one...hehe).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;I am now hibernating&lt;/span&gt; at my home in Klang. Hehe. Well nothing much that I did and have to do except watching tv, loads of sleep, hanging out with friends etc. But luckily, my sister asked my favour to fold her wedding invitation cards. It's quite a petty task, but i like it. At least, I have something to do at home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;I will not be updating my blog as frequent as I normally would&lt;/span&gt;. I cant wait to go back to my campus in early of May. I'll be resuming my part time job as a Research Assistant for my lecturer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#663366;"&gt;In a meantime, I will stay at home. Trying to catch up with family thingy, also helping out my sister with her wedding preparation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;color:#330033;"&gt;Till then, Love you people!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Regards,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HHB,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Panda-wannabe&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7558174538153856831-1366398486272535532?l=hafiqhasanbasri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hafiqhasanbasri.blogspot.com/feeds/1366398486272535532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7558174538153856831&amp;postID=1366398486272535532' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558174538153856831/posts/default/1366398486272535532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558174538153856831/posts/default/1366398486272535532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hafiqhasanbasri.blogspot.com/2009/04/buttoned-up.html' title='Buttoned Up'/><author><name>F-I-Q-O</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07326761385219072017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/TRjWN2b7iHI/AAAAAAAAAoc/U1ui8Fr9wvI/S220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/SexJt4LHY1I/AAAAAAAAAcY/DEOI1h2YX0k/s72-c/73157828_b09939f5a3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7558174538153856831.post-2648377442886193644</id><published>2009-04-11T21:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T12:44:38.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Innocently Poyo (Cocky)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hi peeps,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;Have you ever come across the terms &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;'innocently poyo'&lt;/span&gt;...? The terms did not come from my mouth, but my friends.&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323445863118119026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/SeCtzsQtoHI/AAAAAAAAAb4/gGCylse-C2U/s400/2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;According to my friends, an innocently poyo person is a person who is appeared to be &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;innocent yet cocky&lt;/span&gt;. So in the other words, an innocently poyo person is an innocently cocky person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;My friends said&lt;/span&gt; that, my batch (at my place of study) has the most innocently poyo person. Well I am in no position to affirm or deny that. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323445860967984514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/SeCtzkQFLYI/AAAAAAAAAcI/OAUsQwIRaUg/s400/p.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323445866018692498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/SeCtz3EQ3ZI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/kYsggu-2F84/s400/3343720499_327b4bdcdf.jpg" border="0" /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;But, generally,yeah, sometimes I do feel that some people are being so arrogant and proud of themselves, even they did not actually demostrate it expressly. (I am not pointing my fingers to anybody) Well, their actions speak louder than anything else. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;It is very unfortunate that, I as a human being judge their actions too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;To all innocently cocky person&lt;/span&gt;, I know that you are better than me. I know you are smarter and brighther than anyone else. But that is so whatever. I care not about it. But it does bother me and my friends. Cause it annoys us most of the times.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;To my beloved batch&lt;/span&gt;, I love you people. The words did not actually come from me, but people around me. So let's prove them wrong. I know together we can rock the world!&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323445860473617698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/SeCtziaNvSI/AAAAAAAAAcA/Z_WuhH78vdE/s400/2065454643_4635d504ea.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;Talent is God given. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;Be humble. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;Fame is man-given. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;Be grateful. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;Conceit is self-given. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;Be careful.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.brainyquote.com/quotes/quotes/j/johnwooden386606.html" xckxr="0" bv989="0"&gt;John Wooden&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;Regards,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;HHB,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;innocently-ignorance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7558174538153856831-2648377442886193644?l=hafiqhasanbasri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hafiqhasanbasri.blogspot.com/feeds/2648377442886193644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7558174538153856831&amp;postID=2648377442886193644' title='22 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558174538153856831/posts/default/2648377442886193644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558174538153856831/posts/default/2648377442886193644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hafiqhasanbasri.blogspot.com/2009/04/innocently-poyo.html' title='Innocently Poyo (Cocky)'/><author><name>F-I-Q-O</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07326761385219072017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/TRjWN2b7iHI/AAAAAAAAAoc/U1ui8Fr9wvI/S220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/SeCtzsQtoHI/AAAAAAAAAb4/gGCylse-C2U/s72-c/2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>22</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7558174538153856831.post-1718708796274579312</id><published>2009-04-07T20:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T21:28:54.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Slapper is Back!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hey peeps,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;I'm now in the midst of going through my &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;final examination&lt;/span&gt; for this semester. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321939517919508290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/SdtTy3G0t0I/AAAAAAAAAbo/IND9yj6ESdY/s400/130478930_28505fc57d.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;So, yeah. Pray the best for me. I would definitely do the same for you. Hey everyone, all the best. Let's break a leg! (i like...i really like. haha).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321939512660227826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 284px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/SdtTyjg6dvI/AAAAAAAAAbg/TafpSfWhUys/s400/34630357_a5b1c00f5d.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;Oh, last nite when I was looking for my notes, I found something inside my book. A piece of paper. I wrote something on it. Do guys want to know what? (well, even if you refuse to know, no choice. But to read. Haha. I insist.) (^_^)&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;Why is it hard to make a real move,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;when you've been hitting on someone new,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;I no longer love you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;cause you don't deserve mine,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;I no longer care,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;cause I shouldn't,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;But why, is it hard to move on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;Fyi, I wrote this a month ago, when I was in the class. At that point of time, I have not made my real move, cause I just couldnt get rid of that&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Liar+Loser&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;my ex&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;....blame blame you for not being honest. Liar!)&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321939517578889474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 234px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/SdtTy11nSQI/AAAAAAAAAbw/-gHV9nkg2ns/s400/2560823713_a3848f27f3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;But now, I am happy to tell to you that, I have move on. yeah. For real. I am now in the process of knowing someone who is better than my ex, in many ways.&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p align="center"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;I'm happy that finally someone could steal my attention. Yay. Hoooray.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Regards,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HHB,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happy-Slapper&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7558174538153856831-1718708796274579312?l=hafiqhasanbasri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hafiqhasanbasri.blogspot.com/feeds/1718708796274579312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7558174538153856831&amp;postID=1718708796274579312' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558174538153856831/posts/default/1718708796274579312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558174538153856831/posts/default/1718708796274579312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hafiqhasanbasri.blogspot.com/2009/04/happy-slapper-is-back.html' title='Happy Slapper is Back!'/><author><name>F-I-Q-O</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07326761385219072017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/TRjWN2b7iHI/AAAAAAAAAoc/U1ui8Fr9wvI/S220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/SdtTy3G0t0I/AAAAAAAAAbo/IND9yj6ESdY/s72-c/130478930_28505fc57d.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7558174538153856831.post-4281595857030076380</id><published>2009-04-03T15:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T16:47:34.198+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thousand Hopes, I Pray</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Dearest Peeps,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;
&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320382734136885858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/SdXL6HlZwmI/AAAAAAAAAbY/-ke3qD6lm9I/s400/657538575_cdbf50044f.jpg" border="0" /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;Love feels good&lt;/span&gt;. It’s true. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;But sometimes it hurts us too&lt;/span&gt;. Sometimes, we’ve tried so hard to make sure that our loves will blossom like flowers during the winter. Or maybe it’s just the fate, that sometimes love hurts us, no matter how hard have we tried.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;In this entry, I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;will be posting about someone whom I know (just recently), who has so much loves to give to his dearest lady.&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320369959951578418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 308px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/SdXASkCStTI/AAAAAAAAAa4/sHSU0SWRCZA/s400/pic1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;A friend of mine, Hero, he fell in love with a lady who is staying far away from him, separated by miles away from one another. But &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;h&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;e always thinks that the long distance which separates them should not be the hurdle, to love the lady&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320382730468681490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/SdXL5561ZxI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/kcAj3XPYIvk/s400/266327210_2e37ab55d7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Unfortunately, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;the lady is sick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. She is suffering cancer at her final stage. She may be living for her last days and she may not. That’s why everyday and most of the time, Hero would tell the lady to be strong, so that she could fight and kill the cancer cells. Hero said “&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;Don’t stop believing love, you will survive&lt;/span&gt;.”
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Hero would rather stay up all night, to ensure that the lady is well acquainted. Despite that they are separated miles away, Hero will always shower the lady with his dearly loves and cares. Hero knows that the lady would feel good when he is with her, visually. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320382720714406130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 319px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/SdXL5VlO-PI/AAAAAAAAAbI/1uER62iVGGw/s400/362226526_37e6d2d9ec.jpg" border="0" /&gt;
One day, Hero wrote a poem, dedicated specially for the lady. Hero wants the lady to know that he loves her the most, and nothing, could ever change the fact, ever. In fact, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;Hero will never stop from loving her, dead or alive&lt;/span&gt;.

&lt;div align="left"&gt;The lady, was speechless and became out of her words once she read the poem. It is a nice poem. Hero wrote the poem with his heart. It really touches the lady’s heart.
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So peeps, I’d like to share the poem with all of you here. And let’s tell the people whom you love, that you love them the most. Let them know that, nobody owns your love, but them.
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I met you in the dying days of Winter&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When leaves comeback to life&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You were the most beautiful angel I had ever seen&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Heaven stood right beside me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I thank God everyday for you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You make me feel so full of life&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You gave my heart a reason to love again&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Like a phoenix rising from the flames&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My soul is painted like the wings of butterflies&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nightingales' melodies fill my heart&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I call your name in the middle of the night&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;All of my dreams are of youI can't think right anymore&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I see you everywhereLove is all around me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You are all around me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Whenever I have something bad on my mind&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It's you I think of&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You're always the one I run to when I feel sad&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thank God I have you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You are the flowers I smell in the Spring&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You are the sand I walk on in the Summer&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You colour my world like trees in Autumn&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When you leave, my world turns to Winter&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But it's alright because...I met you in the dying days of Winter&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I thank God every day for the love that you have brought me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I thank God every day for the smiles that you have given me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I thank God every day...for you
&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align="left"&gt;P/s...&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;Let us pray to god that the lady would recover soon&lt;/span&gt;. Yeah lady, I don’t know you, yet, I want everybody in this world to be happy, including you. Hero is waiting for you. You can fight the cancer. We believe in you. Have faith.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Regards,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;HHB,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Love-being-LOVED&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7558174538153856831-4281595857030076380?l=hafiqhasanbasri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hafiqhasanbasri.blogspot.com/feeds/4281595857030076380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7558174538153856831&amp;postID=4281595857030076380' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558174538153856831/posts/default/4281595857030076380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558174538153856831/posts/default/4281595857030076380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hafiqhasanbasri.blogspot.com/2009/04/thousand-hopes-i-pray.html' title='Thousand Hopes, I Pray'/><author><name>F-I-Q-O</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07326761385219072017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/TRjWN2b7iHI/AAAAAAAAAoc/U1ui8Fr9wvI/S220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/SdXL6HlZwmI/AAAAAAAAAbY/-ke3qD6lm9I/s72-c/657538575_cdbf50044f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7558174538153856831.post-712552348895106799</id><published>2009-03-31T09:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T11:58:23.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Let's Cherish BUNNY</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hi peeps,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;I know I am supposed to watch this movie, ten years back (well, not really ten years. Hihi) . But yeah, I just watched it last night. A movie called &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;The House Bunny&lt;/span&gt;. I bet some of my friends would laugh at me for not watching it earlier, especially L. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319208772612807666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 355px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/SdGgMkG6W_I/AAAAAAAAAao/KFCgceLyEQI/s400/3026394055_ccf0defc4a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;I enjoyed the movie, really. I have to admit that &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;I am so into bimbo jokes&lt;/span&gt;. Yes bimbo/himbo are dumb, but mind you, at least they have the look ;). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319207268009140498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/SdGe0_BcYRI/AAAAAAAAAag/MubhekubLgc/s400/2805293864_c26342d012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;I like the main character, Shelley. She’s &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;naïve&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, being bimbo most of the times but she’s really nice. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;The one with a big heart&lt;/span&gt;. She inspires me a lot.
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319207251393417890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/SdGe0BH8kqI/AAAAAAAAAaA/--MEeQAbAcs/s400/2805294122_1e3c0e3486.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;Well, this movie too…it teaches me something. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;It’s not a plain movie with mere stupid jokes&lt;/span&gt;. It’s more than the bimbo jokes, pretty girls, bunnies etc.
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&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;These are among the messages that I got from the movie:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;1. Lesson number one&lt;/span&gt;: You may look descent and appear to be nice. But, in reality you’re evils at heart or &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;‘snotty bicthes’&lt;/span&gt; (just like what Shelley mentioned). You may also be a bunny, sexy, hot, and flirtatious but you’re actually saint at heart. So lesson number one, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;looks can be deceiving. Thus, don’t be fooled by one’s look. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319207262346605122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/SdGe0p7Y8kI/AAAAAAAAAaY/19Cp734LJ20/s400/2804444345_5e099ebc96.jpg" border="0" /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;2. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Lesson number two&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: Shelly said “&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;together we can do anything&lt;/span&gt;.” Well, in other words, we have to unite so that we will be able to do things, even the impossible one. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319207256741385490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/SdGe0VDAFRI/AAAAAAAAAaI/QWvWZ9yMj9I/s400/2804443911_c6cdde3f0c.jpg" border="0" /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;3. Lesson number three&lt;/span&gt;: Being ugly doesn’t mean you’re being loser. Hey, true enough. Look around. Nobody is perfect. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;Everyone has flaws. So, be proud of yourself&lt;/span&gt;!.
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&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;4. Lesson number four&lt;/span&gt;: You can call a backstabbing friend a BITCH. Hehe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319207263103458034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/SdGe0sv1mvI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/nCHqrN5opBM/s400/2804444027_0974db8d6f.jpg" border="0" /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;5. Lesson number five&lt;/span&gt;: If everything is based on looks, when the look is gone, then nothing is left. So &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;be with people who could love you for who you are, not your look&lt;/span&gt;.
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;

&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;Right now, I feel like partying. Seriously. OMG. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Could anyone of you bring me to any great parties? ;p
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;

&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Regards,
HHB,
Guy-BUNNY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7558174538153856831-712552348895106799?l=hafiqhasanbasri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hafiqhasanbasri.blogspot.com/feeds/712552348895106799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7558174538153856831&amp;postID=712552348895106799' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558174538153856831/posts/default/712552348895106799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558174538153856831/posts/default/712552348895106799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hafiqhasanbasri.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-like-bunny.html' title='Let&apos;s Cherish BUNNY'/><author><name>F-I-Q-O</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07326761385219072017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/TRjWN2b7iHI/AAAAAAAAAoc/U1ui8Fr9wvI/S220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/SdGgMkG6W_I/AAAAAAAAAao/KFCgceLyEQI/s72-c/3026394055_ccf0defc4a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7558174538153856831.post-3556584336709163121</id><published>2009-03-25T00:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T13:32:14.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vote our PLANET</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hi Peeps,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;Check you calendar. It's Saturday, 28th March 2009. It's the day to cast our visual votes for Earth. Let us &lt;a href="http://www.earthhour.org/"&gt;VOTE EARTH &lt;/a&gt;by switching off light on the 28th March 2009, Saturday, 8.30p.m.-9.30p.m.&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318084337072401458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/Sc2hhzTE7DI/AAAAAAAAAZA/3Nd_bUM6K9U/s400/Stop1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;Before you decide or make up your mind, let me explain to you why do we need to vote for earth? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318087257808443122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/Sc2kLz40FvI/AAAAAAAAAZI/4Zkh3-4jUl8/s400/3292761226_a8a6ea0454.jpg" border="0" /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;Earth Hour is WWF’s program which is to demand action on climate change. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;It’s a way for every one of us to send a clear message to our leaders that we want immediate and effective action on climate change to be taken&lt;/span&gt;. This is the time where people of the world regardless of the nationalities, races, religions, ethnics etc would unite for the sake of the future generation. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;
&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318087261825060594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 283px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/Sc2kMC2czvI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/ezmPwq4zz_c/s400/page0000002_2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318087271086342274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 283px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/Sc2kMlWgwII/AAAAAAAAAZY/IIy7daua9Fg/s400/page0000001_2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;The earth is heating&lt;/span&gt;. It happens everywhere. From the North Pole to China, from China to even Malaysia. We need to slow the global warming. Or else the climate would change rapidly without a break.

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;It’s a fact that we are all concerned about the heating Earth. Thus, by switching off the light for one hour, you are actually voting for Earth. Your vote will be presented to the world leaders who will gather at the Global Climate Change Conference in Copenhagen, December 2009.

During the said Conference, the leaders will be discussing about the official government policies with regard to this matter. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;The new government policies will replace Kyoto Protocol&lt;/span&gt; (agreement between the Industrialized Countries as to the carbon emissions etc) which will expire soon. Hence, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;this is the chance where your voice would be heard by the world leaders&lt;/span&gt;.
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318084336572343202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/Sc2hhxb2o6I/AAAAAAAAAYw/tlSZCoIqU4E/s400/3259590137_3560ac298e.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;According to WWF, 1 billion votes are needed from us. So let’s do our part. Vote Earth. Every vote counts. Our vote will make a difference. Let us slow down the climate change. Take charge of our planet. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;We love our planet Earth&lt;/span&gt;. This is our bit, VOTE EARTH.
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Remember, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;YOUR LIGHT SWITCH IS YOUR VOTE&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Regards,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;HHB,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm-VOTING-For-EARTH&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7558174538153856831-3556584336709163121?l=hafiqhasanbasri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hafiqhasanbasri.blogspot.com/feeds/3556584336709163121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7558174538153856831&amp;postID=3556584336709163121' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558174538153856831/posts/default/3556584336709163121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558174538153856831/posts/default/3556584336709163121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hafiqhasanbasri.blogspot.com/2009/03/vote-our-planet.html' title='Vote our PLANET'/><author><name>F-I-Q-O</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07326761385219072017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/TRjWN2b7iHI/AAAAAAAAAoc/U1ui8Fr9wvI/S220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/Sc2hhzTE7DI/AAAAAAAAAZA/3Nd_bUM6K9U/s72-c/Stop1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7558174538153856831.post-3963318627040621776</id><published>2009-03-23T21:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T22:11:26.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mr. Stalker is BACK!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hi Bloggers,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;Lately, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;the weather is getting hot and hotter&lt;/span&gt;. Even during the night, the weather is still warm. Warm enough to make you sweat. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;Nobody to blame, but us, human&lt;/span&gt;. We cause the global warming. Something need to be done. Let us minimize the energy usage as mininum as we can. But let's not talk about this in details as I'll post an entry specially for this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;Yeah, it is really hot for the past few days. I sweat a lot. So, when I reached my room, I opened my windows, to ensure the air circulation is good. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;When I was changing my clothes, I saw a foreign man, staring at me from the upper level. He smiled at me. I was shocked that someone was actually looking at me when I was changing my clothes. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;(Darn it man, you got to see my body for free...haha. Not exactly my point).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316384215560558978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/SceXRtH7GYI/AAAAAAAAAYg/FP0igqJG-Vo/s400/12.jpg" border="0" /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;I feel terrified, because this is not his first time doing it. I just don't like being stalked that way. I feel insecure. We never know what people can do towards us. So I left the room and went to a place where I can study soundly.&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316384229042144882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/SceXSfWLxnI/AAAAAAAAAYo/BhkGyenNN08/s400/13.jpg" border="0" /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;I don't know why does he like to look at me? I have actually asked him once, because I really-really cannot stand him. My friends even noticed his habit of stalking me. (Poor you Mr. Stalker). &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me: why do like to observe me?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Stalker: Because I like you. You look nice.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me: Come on man. There are many other hotter guys here. Why me?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Stalker: Because I like you.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me: This is scary. Are you gay?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Stalker: Is that important to know?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me: Yes. It is important. I don't feel good about it.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Stalker: (Not answering). So you don't like me looking at you?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me: Hey, I can never stop you. But please, don't make it too frequent. You're freaking me out.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;Sigh. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;How can I get rid of him? Maybe by kicking his a** or ba**s? Haha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Regards,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HHB,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Petrified &amp;amp; Terrified&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7558174538153856831-3963318627040621776?l=hafiqhasanbasri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hafiqhasanbasri.blogspot.com/feeds/3963318627040621776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7558174538153856831&amp;postID=3963318627040621776' title='27 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558174538153856831/posts/default/3963318627040621776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558174538153856831/posts/default/3963318627040621776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hafiqhasanbasri.blogspot.com/2009/03/stalker-is-back.html' title='Mr. Stalker is BACK!'/><author><name>F-I-Q-O</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07326761385219072017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/TRjWN2b7iHI/AAAAAAAAAoc/U1ui8Fr9wvI/S220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/SceXRtH7GYI/AAAAAAAAAYg/FP0igqJG-Vo/s72-c/12.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>27</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7558174538153856831.post-1721270278959369576</id><published>2009-03-21T12:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T13:40:49.802+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Screwed Up</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hi Bloggers,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;Last monday, on my way back to my room, Gedik (my junior) told me that he wanted to pee. So we stopped at the nearest toilet. Suddenly, Gedik ran and told me to go inside the 1st toilet, and see what's written on the door. I was quite suprised when I saw it.&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315511688594852898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 305px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/ScR9t84iDCI/AAAAAAAAAYY/CUSB1oX-bhw/s400/Blog.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;Then, after thinking twice, I decided to write a reply to it. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;I know it's a form of vandalism. But I screwed up, so, yeah...it was the exceptional circumstance&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Up till now, I am still wondering who wrote that. Sigh. I never know that we have pro-Israeli in UIA.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Regards,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;HHB,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;anti-Israeli-and-its-Allies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7558174538153856831-1721270278959369576?l=hafiqhasanbasri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hafiqhasanbasri.blogspot.com/feeds/1721270278959369576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7558174538153856831&amp;postID=1721270278959369576' title='19 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558174538153856831/posts/default/1721270278959369576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558174538153856831/posts/default/1721270278959369576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hafiqhasanbasri.blogspot.com/2009/03/screwed-up.html' title='Screwed Up'/><author><name>F-I-Q-O</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07326761385219072017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/TRjWN2b7iHI/AAAAAAAAAoc/U1ui8Fr9wvI/S220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/ScR9t84iDCI/AAAAAAAAAYY/CUSB1oX-bhw/s72-c/Blog.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>19</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7558174538153856831.post-691748304933124788</id><published>2009-03-17T11:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T17:15:08.857+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Higher Than Mountain</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Hi Bloggers,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;Did it occur to you that a person gives you a high expectation when you can’t really be as good as expected? Well, it did occur to me. &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313999548452202290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 241px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/Sb8ebz4UZzI/AAAAAAAAAYA/hPWY82SNP6E/s320/DSC_0384.JPG" border="0" /&gt;
Last week, during the class, as usual I did not really prepare before coming into the class. Just to let you know, every student is given a set of questions, which required to be answered before the class. So, I did prepare for some of the questions, only some. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;
During the class, I volunteered to answer the first few questions. What I had in mind was, since I have answered few questions (earlier), that would exempt me from answering the later questions. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;
But I was wrong. When it came to the last question, my lecturer asked “&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#333333;"&gt;Can anyone answer this question&lt;/span&gt;? What is the significance of this case on the Professional Misconduct?”
I turned to silent because I did not even have the case, far from reading it (my bad, I know).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313999559087350226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/Sb8ecbf74dI/AAAAAAAAAYI/fSBeG3KXxjc/s320/DSC_0290.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then she called my name. “So Hafiq…what do you think the answer?”
Again, I kept silence. Because seriously I do not know the answer as I did not have the case with me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;
She later said this in front of my classmates. “&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#333333;"&gt;Hafiq, aren’t you supposed to know it better&lt;/span&gt;?” &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;
In response, I just smiled at her. But deep in my heart, I did not really like what she said and what she had in her mind. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313999550496629346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/Sb8eb7fv4mI/AAAAAAAAAX4/BYNO6q6efbE/s320/DSC_0323.JPG" border="0" /&gt;
My lecturer knows that I was once a mooter (law debater). But she missed the fact that, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#333333;"&gt;I am not as good as the other mooters&lt;/span&gt;. For God sake, she could have such expectation towards others, but not me. That was so wrong. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#333333;"&gt;Wrong person, wrong thought, wrong expectation, many wrongs.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;
I was quite embarrassed by that. Sigh. I just do not like being given high expectation because I am not good enough. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is what one of my classmates, &lt;a href="mailto:Nad@Citapus"&gt;Nad@Citapus&lt;/a&gt; said when she commented on this entry;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;"i know whch lecturer u r refering to hafiq..ehe.sumtimes i felt bad for u too..sbb dlm cls u'r alwys be presumed to know almost evrything.x fair kn?i think its quite a burden.uhu.xpela hafiq..tggl ag bpe kls je..u tabah je la..ehehe :D"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;Thank you nad, for acknowledging my suffering. But the worst part is, I will still be in her class next semester. Yeah, I will try to bear it for another few lectures. But next semester, can I survive? I doubt it. Sigh&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333333;"&gt;Regards,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;HHB, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;If-I-could-Be-Really-Good&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7558174538153856831-691748304933124788?l=hafiqhasanbasri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hafiqhasanbasri.blogspot.com/feeds/691748304933124788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7558174538153856831&amp;postID=691748304933124788' title='24 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558174538153856831/posts/default/691748304933124788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558174538153856831/posts/default/691748304933124788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hafiqhasanbasri.blogspot.com/2009/03/higher-than-mountain.html' title='Higher Than Mountain'/><author><name>F-I-Q-O</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07326761385219072017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/TRjWN2b7iHI/AAAAAAAAAoc/U1ui8Fr9wvI/S220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/Sb8ebz4UZzI/AAAAAAAAAYA/hPWY82SNP6E/s72-c/DSC_0384.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>24</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7558174538153856831.post-4215968108939661839</id><published>2009-03-11T21:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T20:58:32.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I want Candies</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dearest Bloggers,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;Just for a quick update, while I was browsing Flickr to search for the fancy pictures of candies, suddenly, something caught my eyes. Swear God! Hihi.&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Since sharing is caring&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, here you go...the Fanciest Eyed-Candies Picture! (Enjoy)&lt;/span&gt;


&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311928103490892882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/SbfCd2D9NFI/AAAAAAAAAXw/kth-d5NwleA/s320/1357139520_87f30e522d.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311927326039864370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/SbfBwl1L9DI/AAAAAAAAAXg/tA102i04XdE/s320/apple+candy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311927325003412578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/SbfBwh-E9GI/AAAAAAAAAXY/KW6hAh-qk1o/s320/3227836270_7c92e9fd32.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311927326909199682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 235px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/SbfBwpEc9UI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/yM9QfBM7swA/s320/2197544148_072243457b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311927320766552066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/SbfBwSL7mAI/AAAAAAAAAXI/ekMMVWI0iFI/s320/2031581651_a495535eb3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;

&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#330033;"&gt;The Fanciest Eyed-Candies Picture! (OMG)&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;

&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311927585408476434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/SbfB_sDe5RI/AAAAAAAAAXo/wGH3noSXMEU/s320/3227843954_903bd75227.jpg" border="0" /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Regards,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HHB,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;candy-Pose&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7558174538153856831-4215968108939661839?l=hafiqhasanbasri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hafiqhasanbasri.blogspot.com/feeds/4215968108939661839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7558174538153856831&amp;postID=4215968108939661839' title='24 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558174538153856831/posts/default/4215968108939661839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558174538153856831/posts/default/4215968108939661839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hafiqhasanbasri.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-want-candies.html' title='I want Candies'/><author><name>F-I-Q-O</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07326761385219072017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/TRjWN2b7iHI/AAAAAAAAAoc/U1ui8Fr9wvI/S220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/SbfCd2D9NFI/AAAAAAAAAXw/kth-d5NwleA/s72-c/1357139520_87f30e522d.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>24</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7558174538153856831.post-7968312509425732882</id><published>2009-03-08T20:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T01:01:54.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tepuklah Dada</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#333333;"&gt;Dearest Bloggers,&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;Have you read the hot news in the newspaper today? It says:&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310819868049134722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 230px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/SbPSiDUn1II/AAAAAAAAAVw/Dg1dyMJdu7I/s320/n_p6protest.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;“KUALA LUMPUR: Riot police fired teargas at hundreds of people who tried to march towards Istana Negara to protest against the policy of using English to teach Science and Mathematics.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;
–the Star-
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;If you have read the news, you should know that not all people are happy with the decision made by the Government in using English as a medium to teach Science and Mathematics.&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Certainly the demonstrators have justifications for doing so. They would not go against any of the Government policies without any reasons or justifications. So what say you about this?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310819877123307442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 191px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/SbPSilIEt7I/AAAAAAAAAV4/bJ-m00yBCgU/s320/mh_02_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310824345021987874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 235px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/SbPWmpWIPCI/AAAAAAAAAWI/ZYDqAN79b2I/s320/345,http%253A%252F%252Fd_yimg_com%252Fa%252Fp%252Fap%252F20090307%252Fcapt_70598d43486441dc900210e034ef8d31_malaysia_language_protest_xvt104.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;too have my own say in respect of this issue. In my opinion, the Government has taken a tremendous step by deciding that Science and Math should be taught in English. It is good that the kids are exposed and familiarized with the English language since they are little.
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Take my case as an example.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;I was raised up by my family who speak Malay most of the time. So do my friends at School. They would only speak in English when they are required to do so. I would only speak English during the English class, when I talk to the English teacher or whenever it is necessary.

&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;By the time I entered into the Matriculation Centre, it was a bit awkward because English was the 1st language. So, everyone was required to speak in English all the time (in class). But, Alhamdulillah, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;as the time goes by, I managed to overcome my weakness&lt;/span&gt;. I could now speak in English almost fluently, with little grammatical errors (I admit).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;My point here is that, the idea of teaching Science and Math in English is good in the sense that it would expose the younger generations with the usage of English since they are little. It will of course ensure that they could interact in English eloquently. By the time they enter into any higher learning institutions, they would not face the same problems as I did.&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;Most of the academic sources are written in English. If their (younger generation) command of the language is poor and bad, that would be detrimental to their studies.&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;We are in a developing country, not a developed country like Japan, Singapore and others (to name few). Yes, some might ask why do the Japanese could be proud of their mother tongue without having to master the English language. I think this is because; they are already a developed country. People in the world are following them. They don’t really follow others, as they are already developed.&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Also, by having good command of the English language, it would not make s person any less Malay. I am still a Malay at heart and all. I still love my mother tongue. I still speak Malay most of the time. I am proud of being Malay and who I am.&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310827632892697474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/SbPZmBnl24I/AAAAAAAAAWY/KTfZlFs9R4E/s320/4.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;Therefore as a citizen of Malaysia, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I want to urge the Government to ensure that the execution is done in the best manner possible&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. The teachers need to be properly trained, so that there shall not be any difficulties in carrying their duties. The teachers need to be made ready physically and mentally. We have read in the newspaper that many teachers are depressed as that they are not ready to teach the kids in English. They also claimed that they do not have good command in English. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;To make things worst, many Parents (especially those who are living in the rural areas) do not have good command of the English language. Those who stay in the rural areas, are less exposed with the usage of English, as compared to those who are in the city. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;For these reasons, the kids in the rural areas are affected more than those in the urban areas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#663366;"&gt;The Government has to consider all these before implementing the idea of teaching the subjects in English. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;If the Government could overcome the above-mentioned problems and execute the idea of teaching Science and Math in English in the best manner possible, then I would support the idea full-heartedly.
&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#663366;"&gt;Or maybe, it’s the time to revise the syllabus of the English subject itself? Are we ready for changes?
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#330033;"&gt;Sekarang, tepuklah dada masing-masing....&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Regards,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HHB,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sayangkan-Bangsa-Melayu&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;Some of you, if not all, are aware of the fact that I am a sweet tooth person. I like to eat sweet stuffs especially chocolates. I used to have a lot of chocolates which I got as my birthday gifts, and some, I bought during my trip new year trip.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 243px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i87.photobucket.com/albums/k122/fiqo_2006/2205143502_1aba09b101.jpg" border="0" /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;Among all chocolates that I had, the one that I love the most is the one that Irda gave me. I Love NY chocolate. She bought that when she visited New York on December. Since I love that chocolate the most, I planned to eat that chocolate after I've eaten all others.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;

&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 361px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i87.photobucket.com/albums/k122/fiqo_2006/me20.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So, last night I felt like eating the choc. I unwrapped the I Love NY choc, and pooooooooooooooop! &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;What the %*&amp;amp;*?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;

&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;What is that thing on my choc? What are they doing there? Dont they have any other place to stay? Dont they have any other things to eat than my favourite choc...?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Darn it....it's no longer edible!&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Geram nye aku...huarrrrrrrrrrrrgh. Then I text Irda to tell her about the choc. Irda replied, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#330033;"&gt;Darling, yang you pegi simpan lama2 tu buat ape? It's not that you have fridge in your hostel...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;haha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;comel la you ne. Love you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;

&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Then, I was thinking back about what she said. That's true. Bukan nye aku ader fridge kat hostel ne. Yang aku jadik bimbo sgt sape suro. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 369px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i87.photobucket.com/albums/k122/fiqo_2006/me17.jpg" border="0" /&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Hurm...it's okay Fungus. Maybe, it's your luck that you got to eat the choc. Still, I am feeling lucky and loved by people around me. Many offers to buy me chocs. Thank you guys. Love you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;

&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;Moral of the story--&gt; don't keep your chocolates for too long. You can give it to me. Hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;

&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Regards,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hafiq Hasan Basri&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FIQO-will-NEVER-like-FUNGUS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7558174538153856831-8502824266163647844?l=hafiqhasanbasri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hafiqhasanbasri.blogspot.com/feeds/8502824266163647844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7558174538153856831&amp;postID=8502824266163647844' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558174538153856831/posts/default/8502824266163647844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558174538153856831/posts/default/8502824266163647844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hafiqhasanbasri.blogspot.com/2009/03/cursing-fungus-forever.html' title='Cursing Fungus Forever'/><author><name>F-I-Q-O</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07326761385219072017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/TRjWN2b7iHI/AAAAAAAAAoc/U1ui8Fr9wvI/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7558174538153856831.post-8440420755502172565</id><published>2009-03-04T17:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T18:00:28.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HELL-O. 911</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dearest Bloggers,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;Well I've been really busy lately. I have lot of stories to tell, but due to the time contraint, I couldn't post it here. Thousand apologies for that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;I'm hoping that everyone of you is doing great and fine. Well, this morning, after I wake up I browsed through the internet. Then I found this one weird and funny story about a lady who called 911 over McNuggets. Haha. Here, the full news;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;Woman has 911 meltdown over McNuggets
Fla. police say she called emergency number 3 times after store runs out&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;
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&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;FORT PIERCE, Fla. - Authorities say a Florida woman called 911 three times after McDonald's employees told her they were out of Chicken McNuggets.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;

&lt;div&gt;A police report says 27-year-old Fort Pierce resident Latreasa L. Goodman told authorities she paid for a 10-piece last week but was later informed the restaurant had run out. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;
 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She says she was refused a refund and told all sales were final. A cashier told police she offered Goodman a larger portion of different food for the same price, but Goodman became irate. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309268848502161394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 281px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/Sa5P41QEv_I/AAAAAAAAAVg/akRohnOgd-Y/s400/304427360_87167c02aa.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"&lt;strong&gt;This is an emergency. If I would have known they didn't have McNuggets, I wouldn’t have given my money, and now she wants to give me a McDouble, but I don’t want one&lt;/strong&gt;,"&lt;/span&gt; Goodman told police, according to The Stuart News. "This is an emergency."

&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309268846021519442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/Sa5P4sApKFI/AAAAAAAAAVY/rocFNFYffBc/s400/2215459760_b67471d7c6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;Police say Goodman was cited on a misuse of 911 charge. A current phone listing for Goodman couldn't be found.&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;A McDonald's spokesman says Goodman should have been given a refund, and she's being sent a gift card for a free meal.&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Regards,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hafiq Hasan Basri&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;craving-for-MC'd&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7558174538153856831-8440420755502172565?l=hafiqhasanbasri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hafiqhasanbasri.blogspot.com/feeds/8440420755502172565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7558174538153856831&amp;postID=8440420755502172565' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558174538153856831/posts/default/8440420755502172565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558174538153856831/posts/default/8440420755502172565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hafiqhasanbasri.blogspot.com/2009/03/hell-o-911.html' title='HELL-O. 911'/><author><name>F-I-Q-O</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07326761385219072017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/TRjWN2b7iHI/AAAAAAAAAoc/U1ui8Fr9wvI/S220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/Sa5QhMqF7yI/AAAAAAAAAVo/ebfV1kaTX4A/s72-c/2787652244_4142ed96a3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7558174538153856831.post-1940193153916698886</id><published>2009-02-25T12:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T13:03:20.942+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Terrific or Terrible?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Dearest Bloggers,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;


&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Has anyone of you read something about the 13 phrases for living by Gabriel Garcia Marques? Frankly speaking, I too, do not know who he is. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306593625539614482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 226px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/SaTOyXGkFxI/AAAAAAAAAU4/GmM6QkodjO0/s400/Gabriel.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But, when I read the phrases by him, I think that some of the phrases do make sense. Thus, it makes me keen to write something on the 13 phrases for living by him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;
One of my favourite phrases is…“&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;There’ll always be people who will hurt you, so you need to continue trusting, just be careful&lt;/span&gt;”. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306593629432168562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 226px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/SaTOylmnwHI/AAAAAAAAAVA/SWbiB2HFK3g/s400/11.jpg" border="0" /&gt;
Well I opine the above phrase to be quite true. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;
In this life, there are many types of people which we would meet and become our acquaintances be it good or bad. We have to admit, we do expect the people whom we meet and know to be nice and kind to us. We want them to treat us fairly, create happiness in our lives as well as to be with us for better or worse. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;
Unfortunately, life will not always be the way want it to be. There are always bad people who might ruin our days, lives and whatever we have. It might occur to any of us, that we have met back-stabbing friends, unfaithful lovers so on and so forth. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;
This kind of people would normally break our trust when we started to begin trusting them, breaking our hearts into pieces, happy to see when we are losing, cheating on us and many others. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306593630520509986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/SaTOypqGhiI/AAAAAAAAAVI/sX58igZC0Kw/s400/Terrible.jpg" border="0" /&gt;
Well, we should make our lives as wonderful as we can. Make sure that these kinds of people would not become the hurdles in our lives. Tell ourselves that, in the course of living in this world, we will meet terrific and terrible people. When the bad people do something awful to us, we are supposed to say “&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Thank God for letting me know that they are not meant to be my acquaintances&lt;/span&gt;.” &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;
Apart from that, do not stop from trusting people. We need to trust one another. It’s just we need to learn something from that. We need to be more careful in trusting people. After all, not all people in this world are meant to be with us. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306593636109094114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/SaTOy-ehjOI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/82cxszRG1p8/s400/Shills.jpg" border="0" /&gt;
p/sà Happy Birthday to shill phils. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I always love you darling&lt;/span&gt;. I can’t wait for your party. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I love P.A.R.T.Y &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Regards,
H.H.B.
Who’s-Gabriel-(Gabby?)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7558174538153856831-1940193153916698886?l=hafiqhasanbasri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hafiqhasanbasri.blogspot.com/feeds/1940193153916698886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7558174538153856831&amp;postID=1940193153916698886' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558174538153856831/posts/default/1940193153916698886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558174538153856831/posts/default/1940193153916698886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hafiqhasanbasri.blogspot.com/2009/02/terrific-or-terrible.html' title='Terrific or Terrible?'/><author><name>F-I-Q-O</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07326761385219072017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/TRjWN2b7iHI/AAAAAAAAAoc/U1ui8Fr9wvI/S220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/SaTOyXGkFxI/AAAAAAAAAU4/GmM6QkodjO0/s72-c/Gabriel.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7558174538153856831.post-96653547852310944</id><published>2009-02-23T17:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T18:08:51.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'>C.A.N.D.O.U.R</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dearest Bloggers,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;This morning during the Professional Practice class, my lecturer asked me "Hafiq, what does candour mean?" and...after a long pause, I think I just don't know the answer. Hehe. (But I had one possible answer in my mind, which is honest) I told a friend who sat next to me, "aku rasa jawapan dia honest la..." What Say you? He replied, Aku pun rasa macam tu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305931620579947570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 280px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/SaJ0smcuNDI/AAAAAAAAAUo/kLKIRueVNT4/s400/2450268778_5e7c5b0440.jpg" border="0" /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;Then, another friend of mine who brought a dictionary with him to the class said, synonym for Candour is frankness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305931625142650738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 280px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 181px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/SaJ0s3cjh3I/AAAAAAAAAUw/Qxx_0FhjSKs/s400/2206063695_d9bf329712_m.jpg" border="0" /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;So, my guess was right. yay. Haha. So, I hope by now, you all know what does candour mean? Tehehe....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Regards,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hafiq Hasan Basri,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;candour-candy-kendur?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7558174538153856831-96653547852310944?l=hafiqhasanbasri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hafiqhasanbasri.blogspot.com/feeds/96653547852310944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7558174538153856831&amp;postID=96653547852310944' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558174538153856831/posts/default/96653547852310944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558174538153856831/posts/default/96653547852310944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hafiqhasanbasri.blogspot.com/2009/02/candour.html' title='C.A.N.D.O.U.R'/><author><name>F-I-Q-O</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07326761385219072017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/TRjWN2b7iHI/AAAAAAAAAoc/U1ui8Fr9wvI/S220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/SaJ0smcuNDI/AAAAAAAAAUo/kLKIRueVNT4/s72-c/2450268778_5e7c5b0440.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7558174538153856831.post-3781716403328827558</id><published>2009-02-20T17:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T17:58:21.295+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wedding Bells-Ding Dong</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dearest Bloggers,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;
Today, another cousin of mine would be getting married. I call her kak niza and she’s 25. She’s a very nice and lovely cousin.&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;We had wonderful childhood memories together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. I wouldn’t forget that forever.

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&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304809275854882834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/SZ537iiHCBI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/5tqsybJKklQ/s400/1_782479729l%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;I feel happy that she’ll be marrying the man whom she loves&lt;/span&gt;. I pray that Allah will always shower you with his blessings and grant you with happiness. I can’t wait for her baby. Hehe. &lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304809277173046738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/SZ537ncYndI/AAAAAAAAAUI/3Sw272IF3HY/s400/valentine7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;I feel sad because she’ll no longer be able to hang out as frequent as we always do. Every year, during 1st day of Hari Raya, kak niza, my sister, myself and other cousins would go to the cinema at night. That has become our annual practice since 3 years back. (macam xde keje je…haha)
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&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;But that has made us, cousins become more and more close to one another&lt;/span&gt;. I just want to tell you Kak niza, as well as my other cousins, that I really2 love you people. Thank you for making this life wonderful.&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#663366;"&gt;Again, Congratulations. I'm happy for you.Yay.&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Regards,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hafiq Hasan Basri,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;when-is-my-TURN?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7558174538153856831-3781716403328827558?l=hafiqhasanbasri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hafiqhasanbasri.blogspot.com/feeds/3781716403328827558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7558174538153856831&amp;postID=3781716403328827558' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558174538153856831/posts/default/3781716403328827558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558174538153856831/posts/default/3781716403328827558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hafiqhasanbasri.blogspot.com/2009/02/wedding-bells-ding-dong.html' title='Wedding Bells-Ding Dong'/><author><name>F-I-Q-O</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07326761385219072017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/TRjWN2b7iHI/AAAAAAAAAoc/U1ui8Fr9wvI/S220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/SZ58GOLEcZI/AAAAAAAAAUg/9TDyZiBS9mI/s72-c/471171005_023e1bb5ec.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7558174538153856831.post-372947713329800048</id><published>2009-02-18T14:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T16:05:00.698+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy &amp; Unhappy Valentine's Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Dear Bloggers,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;
Happy Valentine’s Day to those are in love. Unhappy Valentine’s Day to those who are not in love (is that how you say it? Haha) Never mind. But, it’s known to be a day which is meant to celebrate love and your lover. Well, obviously, I have nothing to celebrate. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304037715537820882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/SZu6M0Xn_NI/AAAAAAAAATY/Gms1ceyr0DU/s400/valentine2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I’m quoting this from Avis, “&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Fiqo, Valentine’s Day is only for lovers, not us. For people like us, it’s just another plain Saturday&lt;/span&gt;.” That’s quite true. But I don’t want my day, to be just another day…or plain day. Haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Last week my roommate, Adi, went to Bandung for a 3-days-trip. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304043430357746706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/SZu_Zdu3xBI/AAAAAAAAAUA/K3bbKEzhxVk/s400/n645358159_1212803_664.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;So I ordered him Amanda Brownie from Bandung. He bought that one for me. Unfortunately, when I wanted to eat it, the brownie is no longer edible. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;I can see fungus and whatever-named creatures started to grow. I can no longer eat it. Darn it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304039294396851346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/SZu7ouE85JI/AAAAAAAAAT4/x_9MVhPgvbs/s400/DSC00314.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304038631816626978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/SZu7CJxhAyI/AAAAAAAAATw/yojcfDasxgw/s400/DSC00315.JPG" border="0" /&gt;So, to console me, Adi said he would bring cakes from his home. His mother is a good at baking cakes. So he did. He brought me cupcakes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;I got this one cute cupcake, it’s pink in colour and has small heart on top of it. So I decided to take a picture of it, and add some wordings around it. To celebrate my unhappy valentine’s day. Haha.
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304037719785052962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/SZu6NEMPmyI/AAAAAAAAATg/FxwsKS3_Neg/s400/valentine3.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Adi also bought me a red-shirt from Bandung. Thanx Adi for the shirt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304037723623932642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/SZu6NSfgQuI/AAAAAAAAATo/CFCpgfd4P7k/s400/valentine4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;p/s--&gt; I'll tell update you guys about my 14th February. It wasn't too bad. I enjoyed my day. What about you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Regards,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HHB,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;yes-no-Valentine's Day&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7558174538153856831-372947713329800048?l=hafiqhasanbasri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hafiqhasanbasri.blogspot.com/feeds/372947713329800048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7558174538153856831&amp;postID=372947713329800048' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558174538153856831/posts/default/372947713329800048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558174538153856831/posts/default/372947713329800048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hafiqhasanbasri.blogspot.com/2009/02/happy-unhappy-valentines-day.html' title='Happy &amp; Unhappy Valentine&apos;s Day'/><author><name>F-I-Q-O</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07326761385219072017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/TRjWN2b7iHI/AAAAAAAAAoc/U1ui8Fr9wvI/S220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/SZu6M0Xn_NI/AAAAAAAAATY/Gms1ceyr0DU/s72-c/valentine2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7558174538153856831.post-2236942798727057124</id><published>2009-02-10T14:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T12:39:34.019+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dance with Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Dearest friends,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;You must be wondering why I posted this entry, “Dance with me”. Well, I used to tango, but now I’ll be dancing alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;
&lt;div&gt;I tried to save the relationship that I had with Boo, but to no avail. Boo asked for a break-up for almost no reason. Make me a hopeless person, and totally upset with what Boo did to me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301082807976558738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/SZE6uj5fgJI/AAAAAAAAAS0/MKeIkPUrhNY/s400/2232802939_61709aef33%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;Sorry friends, especially Syahril, Amry, Zaidi and Naguib for not telling you guys about this. You will only know about this if you read this enrty.

I don’t want you guys to know that I was/am sad. I tried my best to hide my sad face. But sometimes, when Boo crossed my mind, I can’t help with the sad feeling. Yeah, because I am really disappointed with you, Boo.
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&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;Someone told me "sometimes you have to learn not to love a person very deeply, because that person might hurt you." I believe that is so true.
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&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Look at you Boo, what have you become. You’re not the person whom I used to love very dearly. You have changed…in many ways&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; You seemed don’t care about my feelings. Why did you do this to me?&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301082804007863218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/SZE6uVHSA7I/AAAAAAAAASs/X1YgBm6U2VE/s400/no_love_here-thumb%5B1%5D.jpeg" border="0" /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;I really hope that you will learn something from this; don’t hurt people when you don’t want to be hurt. Treat people the way you want to be treated. Have a sense of respect, at least.
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&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;I’m grateful that many of my friends said that they’re by my side when I need them. I don’t have too worry. Thank you to Irda, Pie, Shils, Mumu, Gedik etc.
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&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;Even one of them said “I have lost my respect towards Boo”….
And Pie said “Fiqo, Boo is losing for your greatness. You’re not losing…”
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&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;Thank you again guys for your advices and support. But that’s not what I want them to think about you. You’ve become their friend too.
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;But Boo, all I want you to do is to think what have you done. If you think you’re right, then you might want do it again. But if you’re not, then learn something from it.
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&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;Thank a bunch for your loves and everything.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Regards,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HHB,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Extremely Upset &amp;amp; Sad&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7558174538153856831-2236942798727057124?l=hafiqhasanbasri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hafiqhasanbasri.blogspot.com/feeds/2236942798727057124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7558174538153856831&amp;postID=2236942798727057124' title='40 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558174538153856831/posts/default/2236942798727057124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558174538153856831/posts/default/2236942798727057124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hafiqhasanbasri.blogspot.com/2009/02/dance-with-me.html' title='Dance with Me'/><author><name>F-I-Q-O</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07326761385219072017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/TRjWN2b7iHI/AAAAAAAAAoc/U1ui8Fr9wvI/S220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/SZE6uj5fgJI/AAAAAAAAAS0/MKeIkPUrhNY/s72-c/2232802939_61709aef33%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>40</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7558174538153856831.post-7377540740755815476</id><published>2009-02-04T14:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T14:59:27.922+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Last Person I Want to Lose is YOU</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/SYk72-c7vYI/AAAAAAAAASc/Zel0dQ5-o3Y/s1600-h/loveletter.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298832252241427842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 283px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/SYk72-c7vYI/AAAAAAAAASc/Zel0dQ5-o3Y/s400/loveletter.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dear Baby Boo,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;We fight, then we get back,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;You Care for me, I care for you deeply,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;You say you love me, I say I love you even more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You asked me,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;"Are we over?",&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;I replied.."what's over...?Is that what you want....?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;I added...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;You are the last person I want to lose...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I just want you to know, I really2 love you,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;And this is for real,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;I've never given this much, to the person whom I love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298829675561076674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 398px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/SYk5g_kdx8I/AAAAAAAAASM/6lvEmixwIeE/s400/2155089652_1693da9057.jpg" border="0" /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am not a Robot,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;I too, have feelings,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;I feel jealous, but I think I was being reasonable,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;And I hope you know that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;

&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298829668906390722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 207px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 206px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/SYk5gmx3VMI/AAAAAAAAAR8/eBJyj5oUR9k/s400/untitled-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aren't you ready to commit seriously with me?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;Or do you want me to treat you just like what your previous lovers did?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;You cried when you tell your sad stories with them,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;Well, I cried too,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;Because of what?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;Because I really2 care for you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;For what?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;For you of course...baby boo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But if you don't want me to care,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;What can I do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;You asked me "Are we over?"...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;Again...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;You Are The Last Person I want to Lose.

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298829668189930914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 321px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/SYk5gkHDBaI/AAAAAAAAASE/5LDc58omCYY/s400/love-you.jpg" border="0" /&gt;
&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298831262241218594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 428px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 318px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/SYk69WafYCI/AAAAAAAAASU/q0EupBFRJEA/s400/2702443669_f1d12cf48c.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I Still &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Love &lt;/span&gt;You&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;Regards,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;HHB,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;Love-Letter-to-Boo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7558174538153856831-7377540740755815476?l=hafiqhasanbasri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hafiqhasanbasri.blogspot.com/feeds/7377540740755815476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7558174538153856831&amp;postID=7377540740755815476' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558174538153856831/posts/default/7377540740755815476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558174538153856831/posts/default/7377540740755815476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hafiqhasanbasri.blogspot.com/2009/02/last-person-i-want-to-lose-is-you.html' title='The Last Person I Want to Lose is YOU'/><author><name>F-I-Q-O</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07326761385219072017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/TRjWN2b7iHI/AAAAAAAAAoc/U1ui8Fr9wvI/S220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/SYk72-c7vYI/AAAAAAAAASc/Zel0dQ5-o3Y/s72-c/loveletter.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7558174538153856831.post-6370634865546161717</id><published>2009-02-01T13:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T13:22:40.512+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Rose and The Bee</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My Dear Bloggers,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;While I was doing my assignment, I browsed the internet and found a poem entitled The Rose and The Bee. I reckon it's a nice poem. So, I think it's best if I could share it with you guys. ^_^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;p/s--&gt; I want to dedicate this poem specially to the person whom I love the most, my Baby Boo...yay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297693234291732274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/SYUv7Z7y7zI/AAAAAAAAARE/g-ggxjfDkhM/s400/2481097013_a41834d1cd.jpg" border="0" /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Rose and The Bee&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333333;"&gt;If I were a bee and you were a rose,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;Would you let me in when the gray wind blows?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;Would you hold your petals wide apart,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;Would you let me in to find your heart,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;If you were a rose?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333333;"&gt;If I were a rose and you were a bee,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;You should never go when you came to me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;I should hold my love on my heart at last,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;I should close my leaves and keep you fast,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;If you were a bee."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sara Teasdale&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297693232259882242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 311px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/SYUv7SXXXQI/AAAAAAAAARM/zT91kl9gLzo/s400/2789039502_c2e2325de0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#330033;"&gt;Regards,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#330033;"&gt;HHB,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#330033;"&gt;i-am your-Rose-i-am your-Bee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#330033;"&gt;(Love You BOO)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7558174538153856831-6370634865546161717?l=hafiqhasanbasri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hafiqhasanbasri.blogspot.com/feeds/6370634865546161717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7558174538153856831&amp;postID=6370634865546161717' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558174538153856831/posts/default/6370634865546161717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558174538153856831/posts/default/6370634865546161717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hafiqhasanbasri.blogspot.com/2009/01/rose-and-bee.html' title='The Rose and The Bee'/><author><name>F-I-Q-O</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07326761385219072017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/TRjWN2b7iHI/AAAAAAAAAoc/U1ui8Fr9wvI/S220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/SYUv7Z7y7zI/AAAAAAAAARE/g-ggxjfDkhM/s72-c/2481097013_a41834d1cd.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7558174538153856831.post-8415939965942413355</id><published>2009-01-27T14:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T13:23:14.718+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Remember Me?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Hi Bloggers,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;This entry will be a quick update about me. I just finished reading a chic-lit, Remember Me written by Sophie Kinsella.&lt;/span&gt;


&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295859291519367426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 353px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/SX6r94t2uQI/AAAAAAAAAQs/KGZH2hMz0WA/s400/me6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;To those who fancy reading chic-lits, I would highly recommend you to read it. It’s an interesting novel to be read. Count on me for saying this. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295859296311624418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 278px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/SX6r-KkawuI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/yTjjXTD1UgA/s400/me7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;But, I personally enjoy reading the book. I bought it at Kinokuniya, KLCC for the price of RM24.36. (price after I got 30% discount). So hurry up. Go to the nearest bookstores, and get your own copy. Hihi. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#663366;"&gt;P/s--&gt; a movie based Sophie's novel, Confession of a Shopaholic would be out in cinema very soon. Don't forget to watch it ;) Spare your time for the movie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Regards,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hafiq Hasan Basri,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I-remember-Myself&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7558174538153856831-8415939965942413355?l=hafiqhasanbasri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hafiqhasanbasri.blogspot.com/feeds/8415939965942413355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7558174538153856831&amp;postID=8415939965942413355' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558174538153856831/posts/default/8415939965942413355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558174538153856831/posts/default/8415939965942413355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hafiqhasanbasri.blogspot.com/2009/01/remember-me.html' title='Remember Me?'/><author><name>F-I-Q-O</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07326761385219072017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/TRjWN2b7iHI/AAAAAAAAAoc/U1ui8Fr9wvI/S220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/SX6r94t2uQI/AAAAAAAAAQs/KGZH2hMz0WA/s72-c/me6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7558174538153856831.post-2429191566893285218</id><published>2009-01-23T11:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T11:26:25.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy Days</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My Dearest Bloggers,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;Again, I am really sorry for not updating my blog. I had and still having hectic days. Being a 4th year student requires me to do a lot of practical things i.e client counselling, drafting statement of claims, documentation etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;So I do not really have much time left to blogging. Much apology for that. I'm going to have 4days break...yay...which means no classes to attend. But nothing much to celebrate as I still have bunch of works to do. Anyone care to help? haha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;I want to take this opportunity to wish Happy Chinese New Year to my Chinese friends as well as all Malaysians =). Have a prosperous New Year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Regards,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hafiq Hasan Basri&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;p.r.osper.i.t.y&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7558174538153856831-2429191566893285218?l=hafiqhasanbasri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hafiqhasanbasri.blogspot.com/feeds/2429191566893285218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7558174538153856831&amp;postID=2429191566893285218' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558174538153856831/posts/default/2429191566893285218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558174538153856831/posts/default/2429191566893285218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hafiqhasanbasri.blogspot.com/2009/01/busy-days.html' title='Busy Days'/><author><name>F-I-Q-O</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07326761385219072017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/TRjWN2b7iHI/AAAAAAAAAoc/U1ui8Fr9wvI/S220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/SXk3uQ4j0nI/AAAAAAAAAQE/bzZ6Bbf11NQ/s72-c/me32.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7558174538153856831.post-1818984796932298291</id><published>2009-01-12T13:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T09:35:32.538+08:00</updated><title type='text'>King Bee's Birthday Celebration!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dearest Bloggers,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;It’s been almost a month since I celebrated my 22nd birthday, yet I haven’t posted any entry about my birthday bash. I’m going to make a short entry, since I’ve promised earlier. I celebrated my 22nd Birthday twice. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;
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&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290280184750529810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 395px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/SWrZzIZX3RI/AAAAAAAAAPk/6fbYTocTHNo/s400/cake2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;But in this entry I’ll be posting few pictures during the celebration at one of the hottest club in KL. Haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290278957554251906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/SWrYrsu-uII/AAAAAAAAAO8/y4QJcSitqK0/s400/Birthday2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290280920760966034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/SWrad-P725I/AAAAAAAAAP8/TD1qlnBOtJQ/s400/Birthday9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290278966760267122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/SWrYsPB3XXI/AAAAAAAAAPE/gvdlJ4p1rQs/s400/Birthday5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290280909299812034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/SWradTjYhsI/AAAAAAAAAP0/ELWZ9OxVbQo/s400/Birthday6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290278969147312450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/SWrYsX6-yUI/AAAAAAAAAPM/XtIooncHqjs/s400/Birthday4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;I invited few of my friends, my seniors, my old schoolmates and the most beloved person, my BOO. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290278973384683954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 338px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/SWrYsntP8bI/AAAAAAAAAPU/HTdP8A1UK7g/s400/Birthday10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;The theme colours for that night were Pink &amp;amp; Black. (I feel so Pinkie though). We had a blast, we danced together. I enjoyed being with you guys.
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&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;I want to thank to everyone who showed up. Thank you for the wishes, gifts and love. I appreciate your presence in my life very much. Thanx guys. Loves from me. Hugs. Kisses.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;

&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Regards,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hafiq Hasan Basri&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;give-ME-more-LOVE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7558174538153856831-1818984796932298291?l=hafiqhasanbasri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hafiqhasanbasri.blogspot.com/feeds/1818984796932298291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7558174538153856831&amp;postID=1818984796932298291' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558174538153856831/posts/default/1818984796932298291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558174538153856831/posts/default/1818984796932298291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hafiqhasanbasri.blogspot.com/2009/01/gay-day-celebration.html' title='King Bee&apos;s Birthday Celebration!'/><author><name>F-I-Q-O</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07326761385219072017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/TRjWN2b7iHI/AAAAAAAAAoc/U1ui8Fr9wvI/S220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/SWradFRCPlI/AAAAAAAAAPs/6N5aieKM4r4/s72-c/cake.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7558174538153856831.post-5731171037238066769</id><published>2009-01-07T11:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T11:42:26.475+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This is The Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dearest Bloggers,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm quite sure that many of us, if not all, are aware about the current situation in Gaza, Palestine. Today is the 12th day of the incursion by Israel against Palestine. The incursion has caused many deaths of the innocence lives of Palestinian. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289133510295683970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/SWbG55LKA4I/AAAAAAAAAOs/ems18wtxVNY/s400/Gaza.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;If the attack is not stopped by the Israeli Government, I’m sure that more civilians will die as a result of the said incursion. Indeed, the brutal acts of Israel should be stopped immediately in order to prevent more deaths.

&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288391146816804818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/SWQjuptWF9I/AAAAAAAAAN0/Ubfd-wlH5jA/s400/2761075410_0a3785e7d7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;Some of us might not know that there is actually International Law which is aimed to regulate the conduct of the International Community. However, the International law is weak in terms of its enforcement. This is because the International law is lacking of effective enforcement machinery.
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288391150235235346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/SWQju2cXNBI/AAAAAAAAAN8/oOIZL84QOQY/s400/2097776935_3b9202792e.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Even so, it has to be borne in mind that there is one body namely Security Council which has the power to enforce the International law amongst the International community.
The UN Charter confers the power to the Security Council to maintain the International law. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288393250431407090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 258px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 195px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/SWQlpGSJk_I/AAAAAAAAAOM/DjOGHvzJ-zM/s400/United_nations_logo_150.jpg" border="0" /&gt;
At this point, we may be happy to know that there is actually a body which is entrusted with such great responsibilities. Unfortunately, there are 5 big nations which have Veto Power to veto the decision made by the Security Council.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Further, the abstention and absence of these 5 States to vote would also amount to the so called “veto”. Hence, if the Security Council intends to pass a Resolution, the votes from these 5 big nations are needed. Or else, the Resolution will not be passed.
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Looking at the present situation, country like Libya has proposed to the Security Council to pass Resolution to restrain further incursion by Israel. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;However, the Resolution was vetoed by the United States. Due to this, the attack is still continuing up till today because the attempt made by the Security Council was failed by the United States.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288391155644206050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/SWQjvKl9i-I/AAAAAAAAAOE/rLC7Zwm2fH0/s400/194323697_7fc2761bfd.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;So, as a conscious human being, what would you do in order to stop the United States from supporting the inhumane Israelis? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Apparently, we are not being capable of helping them there physically. The least that we can do is not to buy the products from the United States. To put it in a simple term, boycott. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288487916964823858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 318px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 458px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/SWR7vamiQzI/AAAAAAAAAOc/r30u7XG7T3U/s400/boycott-leaflet-a4-ramadan-campaign-350.jpg" border="0" /&gt;
The Government cannot really help on this due to the political reasons. However, the citizens can absolutely work this out. Some might argue that, if I myself were to boycott it alone, it won’t work. But I say, we can.

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&lt;p&gt;We have to unite, to go against the big nations who misused their powers. We have to try our best to boycott their products, and hopefully, that will turn their economy down.

At last, that will put pressure on them (&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;the States&lt;/span&gt;) not to give further support to the Israel. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288469200282651218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 314px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/SWRqt9hxClI/AAAAAAAAAOU/9jw5RNY438o/s400/3065340625_3107c0ef22.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;I Pray that the situation in Gaza will stop very soon. So that the peace will be brought back to Palestine. Do justice to them. They are human just like us. Have a sense of humanity, oh &lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Israelis.&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Regards,
Hafiq Hasan Basri,
Let-us-Boycott-together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7558174538153856831-5731171037238066769?l=hafiqhasanbasri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hafiqhasanbasri.blogspot.com/feeds/5731171037238066769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7558174538153856831&amp;postID=5731171037238066769' title='19 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558174538153856831/posts/default/5731171037238066769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558174538153856831/posts/default/5731171037238066769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hafiqhasanbasri.blogspot.com/2009/01/this-is-time.html' title='This is The Time'/><author><name>F-I-Q-O</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07326761385219072017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/TRjWN2b7iHI/AAAAAAAAAoc/U1ui8Fr9wvI/S220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/SWbG55LKA4I/AAAAAAAAAOs/ems18wtxVNY/s72-c/Gaza.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>19</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7558174538153856831.post-4092036869631642051</id><published>2009-01-05T16:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T18:06:59.409+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Polkie Dottie Tie</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Hi bloggers,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;I am back. Haha. Actually, I was away from KL on the last weekend. I went to Penang &amp;amp; Kedah, which is part of my New Year plan. But, I wouldn’t be writing about my weekend trip in this entry. Maybe in the next entry, I will do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Today, I have a Professional Practice class at 10. My lecturer requires every male student to wear a long sleeve shirt with the neck tie, slack and proper shoe to the class. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Fyi, I have 3 Professional Practice Classes in a week. That means, I will have to wear according to her wish thrice a week.&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;To be truth, I don’t have many neck ties. I only own few. So, during the trip to Penang, I bought two ties for a very reasonable price. I bought it in a shop called Ameba. When I entered to the shop, suddenly something caught my eyes. Yeah. The ties caught my eyes. &lt;/span&gt;


&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287724994184228338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/SWHF3dxOLfI/AAAAAAAAANk/jv9SIuSj4tc/s400/ameba.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;I looked at the price, it’s quite cheap. Really (no lie). 1 for RM15, 2 for RM25. Then I decided to buy two, because it is cheaper to buy it two.
&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287724997453942930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/SWHF3p8yEJI/AAAAAAAAANs/FxZcUm6RssY/s400/ties.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Since today I have Professional Practice class at 10a.m., I picked one of the two to match with my black shirt. It looks nice though. Black shirt with the polka dot tie. Haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287724986320353906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/SWHF3AeU-nI/AAAAAAAAANc/ueuEZW_zg2M/s400/tie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Frankly speaking, I am pretty exhausted because I had to drive non-stop from Alor Star to Perak last night. When I woke up in this morning, I felt like not going to the class.

But thanx to the tie. It makes me feel I wanted to go. Thank you polkie tie ;). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;P/s--&gt; my friend said, she likes the tie =). Yay..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Regards,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Hafiq Hasan Basri,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Mr-Polkie-Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7558174538153856831-4092036869631642051?l=hafiqhasanbasri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hafiqhasanbasri.blogspot.com/feeds/4092036869631642051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7558174538153856831&amp;postID=4092036869631642051' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558174538153856831/posts/default/4092036869631642051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558174538153856831/posts/default/4092036869631642051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hafiqhasanbasri.blogspot.com/2009/01/polkie-dottie-tie.html' title='Polkie Dottie Tie'/><author><name>F-I-Q-O</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07326761385219072017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/TRjWN2b7iHI/AAAAAAAAAoc/U1ui8Fr9wvI/S220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/SWHF3dxOLfI/AAAAAAAAANk/jv9SIuSj4tc/s72-c/ameba.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7558174538153856831.post-5896292519815385060</id><published>2008-12-31T15:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T16:28:37.592+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bidding Farewell to 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hi Bloggers,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;It's only few hours left before we're welcoming 2009. Blimey. Time flies really fast. In a blink of an eye, it's already the end of 2008. &lt;/span&gt;


&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285865273638440418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/SVsqde3KzeI/AAAAAAAAANU/DmEpK7Kf7Lg/s400/me.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;I hope, by now, we could all understand when the old folks, parents, lecturers, friends and others said that time is very precious. Something which you cannot buy. Once it is wasted, we're in a loss. A great loss, I must say.

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;So, let's learn how to appreciate the time that we have, our lives as well as the persons around us. I'm glad that this year,2008, has been a wonderful year.&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285865265674487026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/SVsqdBMahPI/AAAAAAAAANM/ceaiVPp9eUA/s400/me1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;I have achieved some of the things that I wanted to do in my life. I had fear in doing things. But alhamdulillah, I managed to overcome my fears =). I agree, life is about challenging yourself. If you're fortunate, you'll achieve something at the end of the day. &lt;/span&gt;

&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285865265498465746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/SVsqdAicpdI/AAAAAAAAANE/OFpdNjVfmOU/s400/me2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;I thank Allah for giving me the opportunity to live in this mysterious world. I'm hoping that, we'll always get His guidance. Amin.&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;Some of us might have new resolutions to make. All the best with your new resolutions, buddies. As for me, I have few resolutions to make:&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;1. I dont want to skip classes (like what I did before)&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;2. I want to learn french!&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;3. Be more punctual&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;4. Not to bother very much about others&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;5. Take my studies seriously&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;6. Be a better son to my parents, grandson, brother, friend. (senang cite, a better person)&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;7. Manage my time wisely and efficiently&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;8. Give more and more love to baby boo&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;9. To post more entries in my blog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;But, I pray that, this world we'll be a better place for everyone of us. No more war between nations. Cruelty. Sadness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;Let's work it out together.&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;To 2008,&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;I want to bid farewell to you, dearest 2008. Goodbye. It has been a wonderful year to me. (sob sob)&lt;/span&gt;


&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;2009,&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;Welcome...and welcome,&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;Happy New Year everyone. &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;Have a splendid new year! (yay)&lt;/span&gt;


&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Regards,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hafiq Hasan Basri&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;grown-up-kid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7558174538153856831-5896292519815385060?l=hafiqhasanbasri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hafiqhasanbasri.blogspot.com/feeds/5896292519815385060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7558174538153856831&amp;postID=5896292519815385060' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558174538153856831/posts/default/5896292519815385060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558174538153856831/posts/default/5896292519815385060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hafiqhasanbasri.blogspot.com/2008/12/bidding-farewell-to-2008.html' title='Bidding Farewell to 2008'/><author><name>F-I-Q-O</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07326761385219072017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/TRjWN2b7iHI/AAAAAAAAAoc/U1ui8Fr9wvI/S220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/SVsqde3KzeI/AAAAAAAAANU/DmEpK7Kf7Lg/s72-c/me.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7558174538153856831.post-2873367576960762690</id><published>2008-12-30T17:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T15:29:58.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Latest Crave: Meatballs</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hi Bloggers,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;Just to let you know, I am always craving for something (like a pregnant lady does...haha). Take this as an example, for the last two semesters, I regularly craved for Big Apple Donuts. It does taste really nice though. But I've had enough of if. (enough as for now)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;Even one of my friends said..."Hafiq, you've had too much sugar in your blood. So no more chocolates for you". Haha...can you imagine that?&lt;/span&gt;


&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285519764890742418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 209px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/SVnwOOeebpI/AAAAAAAAAM0/lhtPf_Qh79I/s400/sugar.jpg" border="0" /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;And now, I'm craving for Meatballs in Ikea, Damansara. Erghhh, it's not that I've never had that before. I ate it few times, but just recently I'm so into it. =) Very tempting... Erggggh....(lapow...lapow...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285517726818424210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/SVnuXmEK1ZI/AAAAAAAAAMs/etEVkp3QLNU/s400/DSC03060.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;There was actually one night, I had a sleepless night just because I didnt get the meatballs as I wished. Hehe...I think I have a growing baby in my tummy, otherwise I will not be craving for it most of the time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#663366;"&gt;Btw, I just came back from the Law Centre. I had a short conversation with one of the staffs, kak Sharina. I told her about my latest crave. She agreed that the meatball taste really good.&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;So people, what are you waiting for? Jom la pegi ikea...makan meatball ramai2. Hihi. I'm recommending it to you bloggers. Try it. Sedap tau. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Regards,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HHB&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;meat-the-BALLS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7558174538153856831-2873367576960762690?l=hafiqhasanbasri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hafiqhasanbasri.blogspot.com/feeds/2873367576960762690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7558174538153856831&amp;postID=2873367576960762690' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558174538153856831/posts/default/2873367576960762690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558174538153856831/posts/default/2873367576960762690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hafiqhasanbasri.blogspot.com/2008/12/latest-crave-meatballs.html' title='Latest Crave: Meatballs'/><author><name>F-I-Q-O</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07326761385219072017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/TRjWN2b7iHI/AAAAAAAAAoc/U1ui8Fr9wvI/S220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/SVnxoQpH2gI/AAAAAAAAAM8/Pn7XJkRYUec/s72-c/donuts.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7558174538153856831.post-6680987625500813363</id><published>2008-12-29T18:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T20:29:50.407+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Irda's Birthday Bash</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dearest Bloggers,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;As i mentioned earlier in the previous entry, i'll be going to the Irda's party. And I did last nite. I went to celebrate Irda's birthday together with Ag. (thanx Ag for the company).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285169158419900338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/SVixWPl357I/AAAAAAAAAKc/I2Tb_DG9hag/s400/DSC03192.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;It was held at Bora Asmara, Sungai Penchala Damansara. Well, I really-really like the place. The ambience is nice and the atmospere is awesome. It's a perfect place to dine in as well as to hold a birthday celebration for anyone. (kudos to farid for introducing that place to me)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;I and Ag reached the place as early as 7.30 in the evening. We were told by farid (irda's bf) that we were the second and third person to arrive after him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;Phewwwww, we thought that we were late because of the bad traffic in Kepong and Selayang. But thank God, we managed to be there earlier than everybody else (thumbs up to I and Ag...haha).&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285169388859544514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/SVixjqC908I/AAAAAAAAAKk/NyFFgfmsSNQ/s400/DSC03180.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;L&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;ater, the other guests started to make their presence. At around 9.10p.m. Irda made her entrance with Farid. Irda looked so stunning in her Pink dress. She wore a fairy wing at her back. &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285174985090253042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/SVi2pZoVwPI/AAAAAAAAALM/W55SfC5rtc0/s400/DSC03255.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;Right after she entered into the room, everyone of us, was standing and singing a birthday song for her. She blushed for a while. And babe, you looked cute when your face got blushed. Hihi.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285175635768999074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/SVi3PRmPfKI/AAAAAAAAALU/PoZy3kRzVH4/s400/DSC03250.JPG" border="0" /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285166799418826242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/SVivM7oMHgI/AAAAAAAAAKM/VZ_tVjmwNJg/s400/DSC03259.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;She was also crowned with a Tiara, so that she will look like a real Princess (sgt comel!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285167377640970914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/SVivulrF2qI/AAAAAAAAAKU/a4Wj9Ye65a0/s400/DSC03274.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;Not to forget, it was very unfortunate for me that I had to leave early that night. I had to see my sister in Klang.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;So at 10 o'clock, I said goodbye to people there. And Irda insisted to walk me to the gate. On our way to the gate, I saw a group of musician. Then i asked her, "babe, do you want me to request for a birthday song specially for you?"&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;She replied "no lah fiqo...no need"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;And guess what, our short conversation was being overheard by them. They said to us "of course you can. We will sing for her"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;ay...then, the diners around us were singing for her too (so sweet of them. thanx though.) We were dancing along the music. I enjoyed...really. I hope you enjoyed it too, babe.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;
 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285165835078876610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/SViuUzLoPcI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/mgLfA7KIEF4/s400/DSC03285.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285166027466930754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/SViuf_4g-kI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/TaS8D6-Is0Q/s400/DSC03286.JPG" border="0" /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;Thereupon, I bid farewell to her and shills. Haisssssh, I regret that I had to make early move. Sorry again Irda. You know i love you so much, buddy.&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;To Irda, Happy 21st Birthday to you. You've been such a wonderful friend to me. Thanx a bunch honey. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;Love Love Love you more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Regards,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hafiq Hasan Basri&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the-PARTY-guy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7558174538153856831-6680987625500813363?l=hafiqhasanbasri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hafiqhasanbasri.blogspot.com/feeds/6680987625500813363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7558174538153856831&amp;postID=6680987625500813363' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558174538153856831/posts/default/6680987625500813363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558174538153856831/posts/default/6680987625500813363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hafiqhasanbasri.blogspot.com/2008/12/irdas-birthday-bash.html' title='Irda&apos;s Birthday Bash'/><author><name>F-I-Q-O</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07326761385219072017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/TRjWN2b7iHI/AAAAAAAAAoc/U1ui8Fr9wvI/S220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/SVixWPl357I/AAAAAAAAAKc/I2Tb_DG9hag/s72-c/DSC03192.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7558174538153856831.post-1348914251693871913</id><published>2008-12-23T19:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T11:24:21.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Irda's Upcoming 21st Birthday Bash: Almost a Fairytale</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hi bloggers,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;This time around i wouldnt be talking about myself, but my lovely friend named Irda. I bet some of you might be asking, why should I write about her in my blog? And what about her upcoming birthday celebration?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;I certainly have reasons and answers to give. Let me first introduce Irda to you bloggers. She's actually my junior in IIUM. We didnt really talk to each other, until she was selected to be one of the mooters for the International Humanitarian Law Moot Court Competition 2007. We were in the same team.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282968715193278882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/SVDgDlyY4aI/AAAAAAAAAJM/QXCUMrTuYo8/s400/irda.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Irda in Sweeden

&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;From thereon, I found that apart from having an admirable look, she's also a fun person to be with. She's very caring, loving, kind etc. That's why I love to have Irda as one of my friends. Thanx babe for your presence in my life. I really appreciate our friendship =).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;Hurm, so why would I bother to talk about her upcoming 21st birthday bash? Well, babe (Irda), I heard rumours about your big day. And of course you can count on me when it comes to rumours and gossip. Haha...(kudos to my reliable sources)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;Well bloggers, these are among the things that I heard about her upcoming birthday. On that day, she will be a Princess. The only living Princess on the earth. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282968721170307202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 290px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/SVDgD8DbGII/AAAAAAAAAJk/nUfDyUhmSIY/s400/cinderella.jpg" border="0" /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;There'll be a grand and sumptuos Birthday Cake (yummy). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282968721793825490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 360px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/SVDgD-YFOtI/AAAAAAAAAJc/nJDwKV8_peE/s400/cake.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;She'll definitely receive a lot of gifts. But the most special gift that she'll get on her 21st birthday is a new handbag! So you can start guessing as to the brand. Would it be Channel? Prada? Fendi? Or other desinger labels? (How lucky you are babe)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;Before I forget, Irda actually has a Good-looking and Charming boyfriend, Farid. I'm indeed suprised when I heard that Farid will be performing specially for her. Owh dear Princess, I hope you know that you're one of the luckiest creatures in this world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282968721819485426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 352px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/SVDgD-eMxPI/AAAAAAAAAJU/8QzBTb5A0vQ/s400/irda1.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Irda and Farid &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;Her 21st upcoming birthday party will be almost like a fairytale. She'll be the Princess just like Cinderella, and her adorable Prince will perform for her that day, just to make sure that she'll be happy all day long. Both the Prince and the Princess will be dancing together happily.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282968723195331954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 258px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/SVDgEDmOhXI/AAAAAAAAAJs/MxXDocP--y8/s400/cinderella3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;Babe,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;I'm sure it will be the unforgettable moment for you! One thing for sure, i'll come and be the witness of your fairytale story.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;I cant wait for the day to come!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;

&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Regards,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hafiq Hasan Basri&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Decemberian-Love-Gossip&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7558174538153856831-1348914251693871913?l=hafiqhasanbasri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hafiqhasanbasri.blogspot.com/feeds/1348914251693871913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7558174538153856831&amp;postID=1348914251693871913' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558174538153856831/posts/default/1348914251693871913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558174538153856831/posts/default/1348914251693871913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hafiqhasanbasri.blogspot.com/2008/12/irdas-upcoming-21st-birthday-bash.html' title='Irda&apos;s Upcoming 21st Birthday Bash: Almost a Fairytale'/><author><name>F-I-Q-O</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07326761385219072017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/TRjWN2b7iHI/AAAAAAAAAoc/U1ui8Fr9wvI/S220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/SVDgDlyY4aI/AAAAAAAAAJM/QXCUMrTuYo8/s72-c/irda.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7558174538153856831.post-1403165388082604459</id><published>2008-12-22T21:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T19:44:58.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Gay Day: Senior Year</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hi bloggers,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;i'm glad that my gay days continue since my birthday until today. &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;I'm now in my 4th year of study! I just can't believe the fact that I am now in my final year. That means i'll be graduating soon (even not so soon). Haha...there'll be another two semester to go. &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282613576499876818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/SU-dDzDuU9I/AAAAAAAAAI8/v8b-vx3S6ps/s400/9869207_36012f60eb.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;Phewwwwwwwwwwww...i'm so excited. Man, i've been reading laws since the year 2004 until today. In a blink of an eye, i'm almost reaching the end of my undergraduate's life.

&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;I keep on telling myself that I can no longer take my studies for granted, like what I did before. I have to study seriously, so that i'll be graduating excellently. &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;I want to be a great lawyer in the near future. So I have to take things seriously. Handle things nicely.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282613732627327794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/SU-dM4raKzI/AAAAAAAAAJE/7nehUgqsyGM/s400/1464206551_fb774bd88c.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;we know, it's not ok to lie (regardless of who we are) hihi...&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282610949085133650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 294px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/SU-aq3LO-1I/AAAAAAAAAI0/UCJggjBbxtc/s400/lawyer.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;Oh Allah,
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;I pray that you will always guide me to be your good servant. &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;Oh Allah,&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;shower me with you blessings. &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;Thank you Allah for giving me the opportunity to improve myself.&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;To all friends, let us keep on reminding one another that we have to strive to the fullest. I believe that we are all born to achieve something in our lives. So, let's study harder than before. (^_^)&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Regards,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HHB,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Still-My-GayDay&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7558174538153856831-1403165388082604459?l=hafiqhasanbasri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hafiqhasanbasri.blogspot.com/feeds/1403165388082604459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7558174538153856831&amp;postID=1403165388082604459' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558174538153856831/posts/default/1403165388082604459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558174538153856831/posts/default/1403165388082604459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hafiqhasanbasri.blogspot.com/2008/12/another-gay-day-senior-year.html' title='Another Gay Day: Senior Year'/><author><name>F-I-Q-O</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07326761385219072017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/TRjWN2b7iHI/AAAAAAAAAoc/U1ui8Fr9wvI/S220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/SU-dDzDuU9I/AAAAAAAAAI8/v8b-vx3S6ps/s72-c/9869207_36012f60eb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7558174538153856831.post-8866176737635519070</id><published>2008-12-18T16:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T16:02:27.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's My Gay Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/SUoSddIz4LI/AAAAAAAAAIs/Ejv_YRjeaRk/s1600-h/1741474885_19afedb562.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 326px; display: block; height: 400px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281053810292416690" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/SUoSddIz4LI/AAAAAAAAAIs/Ejv_YRjeaRk/s400/1741474885_19afedb562.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Dear bloggers,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;let's start this entry with "Hoooooooooooooooooray"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;haha...i am so happy...i am being so gay....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;

&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;some of you might have known why i am being so blissful today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;well, it's my birthday! hehe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;let's sing birthday song for me ;) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;1...2...3...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;"happy birthday to me, happy birthday to me,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;happy birthday to hafiq,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;happy birthday to me ;p"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;well this is my 22nd birthday...i was born 22 years ago in klang, on 18th December 1986 (i am still young right?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;so far, there nothing much plan as yet. but my mother called me this morning, she said she'll postpone the celebration. She'll celebrate me on my sister's engagement day nect week on the 25th.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;So bloggers, just wait for the next update about my birthday k? haha...but i dont really mind if there's no celebration for me because i'm glad that i've grown up so fast!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;haha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;i'm a man now...and still learning to be a wise man...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;i wanna thanx to those who wished me earlier. I feel so much love from people around me especially my family and friends. Thank you people...i really2 love you. i cant imagine living in this world without your loves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Btw, these are my latest pics...when i was 21-year-old. haha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;taken yesterday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px; display: block; height: 300px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281049659673516066" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/SUoOr24JmCI/AAAAAAAAAIc/4butsJM8XzM/s400/Picture0030.jpg" border="0" /&gt;
&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px; display: block; height: 300px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281049659663864338" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/SUoOr212UhI/AAAAAAAAAIU/PJJQ3zX6izI/s400/Picture0029.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;today is my Gay day (as told by abg danny hakimi) haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Regards,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Hafiq Hasan Basri,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;22-year-old-babe ;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;



&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7558174538153856831-8866176737635519070?l=hafiqhasanbasri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hafiqhasanbasri.blogspot.com/feeds/8866176737635519070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7558174538153856831&amp;postID=8866176737635519070' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558174538153856831/posts/default/8866176737635519070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558174538153856831/posts/default/8866176737635519070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hafiqhasanbasri.blogspot.com/2008/12/its-my-gay-day.html' title='It&apos;s My Gay Day!'/><author><name>F-I-Q-O</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07326761385219072017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/TRjWN2b7iHI/AAAAAAAAAoc/U1ui8Fr9wvI/S220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/SUoSddIz4LI/AAAAAAAAAIs/Ejv_YRjeaRk/s72-c/1741474885_19afedb562.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7558174538153856831.post-927073139881484788</id><published>2008-12-15T16:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T16:30:54.495+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Gift: The Perfect Gift</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hi bloggers,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;first thing first, my apology for not being able to update my blog during my semester break. (tho i have a lot to say about my break) haha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;well, last weekend i went to the Sunway Pyramid with my sister. We went to Popular Book stores and i glanced through all books there. Suddenly, something caught my eyes!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;

&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;it's a new book from my favourite author, Cecelia Ahern. A book called The Gift.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;

&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 275px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 368px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279927688100579282" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/SUYSQhD8B9I/AAAAAAAAAH8/y4nwXdTWym8/s400/9780007284979.jpg" /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;you guys might be asking why The Gift?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;well, i certainly have reasons to give =)&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;1. it's my favourite author! Cecelia Ahern. (previously,i have read 2 books written by Cecelia; Ps i Love you and Where Rainbow Ends). I fell in love with these two books. Swear God! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;

&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 261px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 343px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279928895016681010" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/SUYTWxLKPjI/AAAAAAAAAIM/6BAhwSfmovU/s400/ceceliaAhern_Pic.jpg" /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;2. it's then the cover that caught my attention&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;3. the title itself...simple yet make me feel curious&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;4. the synopsis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;5. ......yet to know (haha)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;

&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;i'm indeed want to have a copy of this book so badly. unfortunately, i dont have enough cash to buy it, as for now. the price is RM79.90...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;it's okay...i'm hoping that someone will buy me one as my birthday gift =) or i'll buy it on my own (^_^)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;

&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;Here is the synopsis of this book. (btw, i think that the main character of this book, Lou Suffern, shares few similaries with me. maybe that's the more reason i should read it...haha)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;

&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Synopsis:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333333;"&gt;Step into the magical world of Cecelia Ahern If you could wish for one gift this Christmas, what would it be? Everyday Lou Suffern battled with the clock. He always had two places to be at the same time. He always had two things to do at once. When asleep he dreamed. In between dreams, he ran through the events of the day while making plans for the next. When at home with his wife and family, his mind was always someplace else. On his way into work one early winter morning, Lou meets Gabe, a homeless man sitting outside the office building. Intrigued by him and on discovering that he could also be very useful to have around, Lou gets Gabe a job in the post room. But soon Lou begins to regret helping Gabe. His very presence unsettles Lou and how does Gabe appear to be in two places at the same time? As Christmas draws closer, Lou starts to understand the value of time. He sees what is truly important in life yet at the same time he learns the harshest lesson of all. This is a story about people who not unlike parcels, hide secrets.They cover themselves in layers until the right person unwraps them and discovers what's inside.Sometimes you have to be unravelled in order to find out who you really are. For Lou Suffern, that took time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Regards,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hafiq Hasan Basri&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TheGift-is-the-PerfectGift&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7558174538153856831-927073139881484788?l=hafiqhasanbasri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hafiqhasanbasri.blogspot.com/feeds/927073139881484788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7558174538153856831&amp;postID=927073139881484788' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558174538153856831/posts/default/927073139881484788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558174538153856831/posts/default/927073139881484788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hafiqhasanbasri.blogspot.com/2008/12/gift.html' title='The Gift: The Perfect Gift'/><author><name>F-I-Q-O</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07326761385219072017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/TRjWN2b7iHI/AAAAAAAAAoc/U1ui8Fr9wvI/S220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/SUYSQhD8B9I/AAAAAAAAAH8/y4nwXdTWym8/s72-c/9780007284979.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7558174538153856831.post-499269115331359177</id><published>2008-11-20T20:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T21:00:13.127+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Semester Break</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hey bloggers,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;sorry for not being able to update my blog at this time. I coudnt get access to the internet, so it's kinda hard for me to update my blog =(. But no worries, i'll b updating my blog after my semester break. &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;I love you guys!&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Regards,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HHB&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Life is short, don't make it shorter&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7558174538153856831-499269115331359177?l=hafiqhasanbasri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hafiqhasanbasri.blogspot.com/feeds/499269115331359177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7558174538153856831&amp;postID=499269115331359177' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558174538153856831/posts/default/499269115331359177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558174538153856831/posts/default/499269115331359177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hafiqhasanbasri.blogspot.com/2008/11/semester-break.html' title='Semester Break'/><author><name>F-I-Q-O</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07326761385219072017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/TRjWN2b7iHI/AAAAAAAAAoc/U1ui8Fr9wvI/S220/1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7558174538153856831.post-418496051510694282</id><published>2008-11-09T17:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T15:29:58.742+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You Make Me Fall Happily</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/SRazK00j9ZI/AAAAAAAAAHs/_eo_P2q8Y7w/s1600-h/440697861_79a3fd2890.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266593812815541650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 284px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/SRazK00j9ZI/AAAAAAAAAHs/_eo_P2q8Y7w/s400/440697861_79a3fd2890.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Hi bloggers,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;I'm so in love right now. Just to share my happiness with you guys. Love is great and fantastic. But sorry that i couldnt tell you who's the person whom i really care and love. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Well some of my friends know about my lover. They've met and they've talked. Whilst some of them do not know as to who's my lover. Sorry mate, it's not that i don't want to tell, but it's better to keep it secret. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;My friends who have met my lover, said that my lover is kind to me. Boo is such a sugar person. Sweet and nice. (but not edible...haha) and I couldnt agree more, because yes, my lover has always been nice to me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;I dont fall for my lover's look...i fall for the attitude shown+attention given+so much love+care.&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Boo, i wanna thank you for every single thing you do. I hope we can really work it out together and live happily.&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;To be with you, was not easy. Too many hurdles and obstacles we faced together. (and i believe there will always be). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;We started as friends. You liked me, but i didnt. But feeling changed as time passed by. Now, i like you and you like me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266584504452302610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/SRaqtAd0xxI/AAAAAAAAAHE/zlG8ok5kVQk/s400/91398342_987648bef1.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;The feeling now feels great, a feeling which makes us feel wonderful! Love is in the air! Yes, you make me fall for you, Boo. But i fall happily...keep making me fall...and fall for you.&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;It's you that i care deeply, it's you whom i love dearly, it's you whom i want to be with.&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;And Boo,&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;I am sure you know who you are.&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Please, dont break my heart...please don't let me be apart. Your past is history to me...I'm willing to accept you the way you are now. &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;And World...&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Yes I am indeed grateful when my love is in the air!&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Regards,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HHB,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm-so-in-L.O.V.E.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7558174538153856831-418496051510694282?l=hafiqhasanbasri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hafiqhasanbasri.blogspot.com/feeds/418496051510694282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7558174538153856831&amp;postID=418496051510694282' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558174538153856831/posts/default/418496051510694282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558174538153856831/posts/default/418496051510694282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hafiqhasanbasri.blogspot.com/2008/11/you-make-me-fall-happily.html' title='You Make Me Fall Happily'/><author><name>F-I-Q-O</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07326761385219072017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/TRjWN2b7iHI/AAAAAAAAAoc/U1ui8Fr9wvI/S220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/SRazK00j9ZI/AAAAAAAAAHs/_eo_P2q8Y7w/s72-c/440697861_79a3fd2890.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7558174538153856831.post-5095258088999779060</id><published>2008-11-06T13:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T16:22:19.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Obama: Mr. President</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/SRKLR9ajBpI/AAAAAAAAAG0/ZEx-Tl4yoMs/s1600-h/barack-michelle-obama-g.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265424055009478290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 301px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/SRKLR9ajBpI/AAAAAAAAAG0/ZEx-Tl4yoMs/s400/barack-michelle-obama-g.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hi bloggers,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Just to alert you people with what's happening around us, as we all know that Barack &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Obama,47, won the US Presidential Election yesterday. Indeed yesterday was historical as Obama is the 1st Black American to be the US Mr. Pesident. (Kudos to Obama).&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;I personally hope that he could carry out whatever promises he made during the US Presidential Campaign i.e. to stop wars, financial crisis, a warming planet etc. It is undeniably true that the US politics make a huge impact to the whole world, since the US is among the most poweful nations. &lt;/span&gt;

&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Thus, it is hoped that the new elected-Mr. President, Barack Obama could make positive changes which will benefit all of us. Barack Obama once said to his supporters "we will change this country and change the world". Well, it seems that the US citizens have their faith in you. Walk your talk, Mr. President.&lt;/span&gt;



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&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Regards, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HHB &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;voted-Obama-4-changes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7558174538153856831-5095258088999779060?l=hafiqhasanbasri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hafiqhasanbasri.blogspot.com/feeds/5095258088999779060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7558174538153856831&amp;postID=5095258088999779060' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558174538153856831/posts/default/5095258088999779060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558174538153856831/posts/default/5095258088999779060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hafiqhasanbasri.blogspot.com/2008/11/obama-mr-president.html' title='Obama: Mr. President'/><author><name>F-I-Q-O</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07326761385219072017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/TRjWN2b7iHI/AAAAAAAAAoc/U1ui8Fr9wvI/S220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/SRKLR9ajBpI/AAAAAAAAAG0/ZEx-Tl4yoMs/s72-c/barack-michelle-obama-g.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7558174538153856831.post-8100546077956029615</id><published>2008-11-04T12:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T19:08:44.097+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Telur vs Ayam</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/SQ_adHe_WWI/AAAAAAAAAFs/A_ggzpZqymQ/s1600-h/94019692_cc9ad3bfb5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264666683179489634" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 281px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 296px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/SQ_adHe_WWI/AAAAAAAAAFs/A_ggzpZqymQ/s400/94019692_cc9ad3bfb5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333333;"&gt;Hi Bloggers,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;Today i want to share with you guys about the last two nite incident which happened in my college. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;Kisah nya macam ne, masa aku tgh syok online kat bawah cafe, aku terdengar suara budak2 lembut (adik2) menjerit2 and berlari2. I thot they were joking with each other. So i couldnt be bothered. Sbb aku mmg dah biasa tengok diorang bersuka ria...even i didnt know them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;


&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;Suddenly, i heard one guy yelled and screamed at them...i looked outside but still i got no clue on what's actually happening out there. Hurm...and then the adik2 were all gone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;So aku buat la macam biase. Tak sampai 10minit, ader coursemate aku dtg jumpe aku. Dia tanya aku "wei, pehal tadi kecoh2?" aku cakap...aku tak tau. Aku ader jugak dgr org terjerit2...tp aku x amek port pun. Then si member aku ne pun bg tau la yang abg burger kat cafe kitorang ne mengamuk. But the details, member aku ne tak tau.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;

&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;Hurm...oleh sbb i was born with curiosity, hehe...so aku pun g la menyiasat last nite. Aku g tanye kat junior aku sorang ne. Nama dia amy...tapi aku panggil dia gedik. Nak tau kenapa? Sbb dia gedik ya amat~ kekeke (sorry gedik ;p)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;

&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;Okay, back to the story, si gedik ne pun start la kompang kat aku as to what happened that nite. Cerita nya macam ne.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;

&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;Malam 2, ader sorang adik2 ne bawak makanan dari kenduri mende ntah. So they planned to gather together and eat the foods ramai2 kat cafe. Fyi, kalau adik2 dah berkumpul, gelak pun paham2 je la. Yang cantik suara dah jadik macam pontianak, yang huduh...jgn cakap la. Kekeke...(but the thing i like bout them is that they're always being happy together. Kudos to adik2 =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;

&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;Sebelum aku terlupa, kalau korang nak tau, abg cafe ne ade attitude problem cket. Dia ne panas baran, muka masam mencuka, tak suka adik2 etc etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;

&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;Nak dijadikan cerita, xtau la ape kene dgn abg 2 mlm 2, masa adik2 tgh syok gelak mengilai2...si abg burger emo ne baling telur kat diorang.

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264661789828264354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 398px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 404px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/SQ_WASVJMaI/AAAAAAAAAFc/jxNyWBmxt_Q/s400/2350017778_9de7c3e51c.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;Nasib baik la si adik2 ne bole lagi nak mengelak. Then adik2 ne buat macam biasa, lepas tu serangan telur kedua pun dilancarkan....tapi adik2 terus mendiamkan diri. So adik2 sambung gelak, sampai la abg burger ne feeling panas! Balingan telor ketiga.....yeaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah. Kedepop...x kene pun. (Bodo abg burger ne, baling pun x kene. cacat kot. haha) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;Hurm start balingan ke3 tu ape lagi, sorang adik2 bertukar rupa menjadi jantan...ala2 laksama Hang Ingat Aku Takot..bernama Jasmine pun feeling hulubalang bercakap dlm hati..."hooooo look man, i've had enough with you. Now it's my turn to launch my attack. See if i'm a yes-yes adik2, or hey no to you abg burger".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/SQ_bN7_0VwI/AAAAAAAAAF0/fFwBrLG2uvM/s1600-h/2301315428_b2f5501183.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264667521909544706" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 288px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 397px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/SQ_bN7_0VwI/AAAAAAAAAF0/fFwBrLG2uvM/s400/2301315428_b2f5501183.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;

&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;And guess what Jasmine did...? Dia baling ayam kat abg burger tu. Kekeke...(credit to Jasmine) Pas2 abg burger yang otak x bole pakai, bole nak marah2 plak...dia cakap "wooooooooi ape baling2 ayam?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;

&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;Hurm...adik2 ne pun just ignored him...and went to the counter to see owner cafe, Kak Mada. Then they talked to her and decided to confront the abg burger.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;Sampai je adik2 kat kedai burger abg tu, abg burger tu kuar kan pisau...ish ish. (x mature lgsg) Dia cakap, meh sini aku potong a** korang...meh sini. Adik2 yang segerombolan 2 ape lagi...bertempiaran lari macam anak-anak ayam yang takut dikejar dek musang ;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;

&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;Tapi tertinggal plak sorang adik2 ne, yg terlebih berani, Yaya. Mungkin jugak dia terlampau sakit hati dgn abg burger yang terlampau ignorant ne. Dan mungkin juga Yaya feeling Sailormoon Malam 2...(dengan kuasa BEDAH akan menghukum-MU abg burger budus) Huhu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;At that point of time, kebetulan plak, si Gedik, tak kuar lagi dari cafe. So Gedik pun berlari terkepit2 dgn semangat nya, tarik si Yaya yang tgh feeling bak puteri bulan kata-nye. Hihi (Jgn marah yek).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#663366;"&gt;Lepas tu adik2 start la berkompang2 bawah cafe....cite what to do next...haha. Yang penting...abg burger...siap ko lepas ne~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;Hurm tu la peristiwa kat cafe yang agak kecoh jugak pada malam tu. The adik2 have made report to the authorities with the hope that action will be taken against the abg burger. Bagus adik2 ne....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;Ade jugak manusia macam abg burger kan? I know sometimes, i myself are disturbed with the adik2. But what they're doing is not wrong. They were just having good times with their friends. Even if you find that to be wrong, you should have done it in a more civilized manner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;You should respect others, if you want others to respect you. That's the rules. And no, you cannot just simply be rude towards others.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;I hope such thing will never happen again in the future.
Harap2 ayam dan telur bole berdamai...haha...Sepertimana, ibu ayam bole menjaga telur2 nya...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264664338007618834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 392px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 464px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/SQ_YUnCcdRI/AAAAAAAAAFk/CXiBMt4g6cA/s400/313185902_cf52635e49.jpg" border="0" /&gt;

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Regards,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Hafiq Hasan Basri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;You-Brave-Yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dear bloggers,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;Right after my Company Law II exam, i went to Pavillion with Naquib a.k.a Bi***. Hihi. Hurm yeah, as i mentioned earlier in the previous blog, si naquib ajak aku g pavillion sbb dia nak g beli CD Andrea Bocelli. I asked him, why wouldnt you go to the nearer place to get the CD? Dia jawab, sbb ader free gift...haha...sample perfume...all time favourite, Polo Romance. Fyi, I like it too ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;So gigih la manusia bernama naquib ne bawak kete g Pavillion sbb nak beli CD kata nye. Aku ne pun yang tgh biol pas jawab soalan exam, ikut je la. Cause i somehow need to see 'world' after i've been spending my sleepless nights to study.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;And i told naquib awal2 lagi, the 1st thing we need to do after we reach Pavillion, is to eat. Coz i was starving...gile kebulur...macam org kene syndrome bulimia nervosa. kekeke...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;Then, sampai Pavi, i had problem...i didnt know what to eat. Fast food or what? Then i decided, the Foods @ the Food Court would be fine jugak. Tapi pusing punya pusing...still tatau makan ape.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;Tapi perut dah start buat ghazal...mak yong ke benda...aku pun tatau. Even i was starving like hell, tekak aku plak buat hal. X selera nak makan. Si naquib plak, awal2 lagi dah cakap kat aku, aku nak makan nasi ayam. Haha...ko ne mmg anak ayam tau naquib. Asyik makan ayam je. Tapi aku macam terharu, ko akan ingat kat aku kalau ko makan nasi ayam kat KLCC...our favourite kan? Hihi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;Okay, back to the story, then aku teringat kat pesan bubu, "B, nanti makan tau..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;So i told myself that i have to eat something...then i saw this one western stall, Basill Tree kot nama kedai 2...i ordered Chicken Chop and Salad. Actually, aku nak sgt makan Seafood platters dia..sbb nampak cam sedap gile. tapi bila tgk wallet, budget tak banyak, so i had to opt for the Chicken Chop and Salad. But nevermind, the food is nice. Haha....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;Lepas perut dah kenyang, kitorang g jalan2 sekejap kat dlm Tang's. Siap main2 kipas mahal lagi okay. Haha...then g bau perfume baru yang sgt wangi...huwarggghhh buy me one ;) nak tau perfume ape? hurm...it's a lady's perfume...tp wangi sgt. Chic by Carolina Herrera...nanti aku masukkan entry pasal perfume 2 yek.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;Dah jalan2 kejap, kitorang pun balik....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;Btw, thanx to Naquib for the nite out. Even it was not long, i enjoyed it...sbb i was being so stressful lately...study je. Thanx ye adik...kakaka...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;

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&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hey Bloggers,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;Isnt it great to have a modern pyramid? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;Whoa~ Frankly speaking, I am so impressed with those amazing pictures. I am amazed with the fact that there'll be such a beautiful building. Kudos to the creative architecures!
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;The modern pyramid is located in Astana, Kazakhtan. Astana is the capital and second largest city of Kazakhtan.&lt;a href="http://www.bdonline.co.uk/story.asp?sectioncode=428&amp;amp;storycode=3073828&amp;amp;c=2&amp;amp;encCode=0000000001161a3c"&gt; Here more info about the Palace of Peace &amp;amp; Accord Kazakhtan&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;Pheeewwwwwwwwww!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Regards,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hafiq Hasan Basri.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yes-I-Am-Impressed&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7558174538153856831-1992131289215957855?l=hafiqhasanbasri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hafiqhasanbasri.blogspot.com/feeds/1992131289215957855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7558174538153856831&amp;postID=1992131289215957855' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558174538153856831/posts/default/1992131289215957855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558174538153856831/posts/default/1992131289215957855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hafiqhasanbasri.blogspot.com/2008/11/palace-of-peace-accord-kazakhstan.html' title='Palace of Peace &amp; Accord, Kazakhstan'/><author><name>F-I-Q-O</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07326761385219072017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/TRjWN2b7iHI/AAAAAAAAAoc/U1ui8Fr9wvI/S220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/SQ6c-7X4NvI/AAAAAAAAAEs/PC8UWZIQdco/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7558174538153856831.post-6317647317293942818</id><published>2008-11-03T13:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T13:51:16.222+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bubur Ooooh Bubur</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264301759464267586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 409px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 286px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/SQ6OjwtU30I/AAAAAAAAAD8/1jp-El1Zp2o/s400/276096123_e018c998eb.jpg" border="0" /&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hi Bloggers,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;Sebenarnya since last nite badan aku rasa macam semacam je...maybe because i was too tired la kot kan. Tekak pun rase tak best. Nak makan nasi pun tak lalu. Kaedah nya, aku ne kalau nak demam mulalah jadik mengada2. Haha...teringin nak makan tu...teringin nak makan ini...senang cakap aku ne kalau nak demam, syndrome mengidam macam org mengandung pun melanda diri aku ne. Kekeke.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;Today, i dont really feel like eating rice. So aku mula la mengidam nak makan benda yang simple yet nice, which is bubur. Erghhh sedap nye ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;Kawan2,
aku teringin sangat2 nak makan bubur kat belakang Menara Dion, Jln Sultan Ismail. Bukan ape, bubur kat situ sedap gile+murah. So bila makan pun, perut kenyang...hati senang. Haha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;By the way, thanx to Chooi &amp;amp; Co staffs for introducing that stall which sells the porridge to me. Sedap woo...Fyi, dulu aku buat intership kat Chooi &amp;amp; Co for 3weeks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;So dari situ la aku tau yang kat belakang bangunan tu ader stall yang jual bubur. Sedap plak 2. Hurm yg special nya pasal bubur ne, kita bole pilih lauk ape yang kita nak untuk kita makan dgn bubur kita. Bubur kosong dijual dgn harga Rm2.00. Lauk dia pun murah je...Selalu nya aku akan letak ikan masin+kacang cket+sayur jeruk...tak pun telur ikan masin. How exotic...haha. Tapi sedap....sedap sgt....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;Kalau korang nak tau, harga dia mmg murah...ye la, kat tgh2 KL, susah nak carik makanan yang sedap and murah. Harga bubur tu just around RM3.50++. Murah kan? S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;o kene la dgn budget aku...student kan. Haha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Regards,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HHB&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bubur-aku-Sedap
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&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hey people,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;For those of you who plans to get marry, please dont wear this on your wedding day. (I mean the bride)...haha...
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;You're not showing off your boobs on your wedding day...are you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;

&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Regards,&lt;/strong&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;HHB&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7558174538153856831-1420545893051335133?l=hafiqhasanbasri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hafiqhasanbasri.blogspot.com/feeds/1420545893051335133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7558174538153856831&amp;postID=1420545893051335133' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558174538153856831/posts/default/1420545893051335133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558174538153856831/posts/default/1420545893051335133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hafiqhasanbasri.blogspot.com/2008/11/best-wedding-dress.html' title='Best Wedding Dress?'/><author><name>F-I-Q-O</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07326761385219072017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/TRjWN2b7iHI/AAAAAAAAAoc/U1ui8Fr9wvI/S220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/SQ3arX5Y1gI/AAAAAAAAACQ/cYPgDmxyqIY/s72-c/bride_fhyab.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7558174538153856831.post-5125512150096129222</id><published>2008-11-02T23:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T14:06:34.367+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Three Days Marathon Ended Today</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/SQ3TTGn6nuI/AAAAAAAAABo/hvgbn7ZRnyE/s1600-h/ca-06-09-hooray.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264095864614985442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/SQ3TTGn6nuI/AAAAAAAAABo/hvgbn7ZRnyE/s400/ca-06-09-hooray.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yay...hip hp hooray...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;Finally, the three days marathon of exams ended today....for God sake, i could not take it anymore. Having three papers in a row...and all required a lot of reading. But alhamdulillah, i managed to pull it through.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;It's not my 1st time ader exam 3 hari berturut2. Dulu mase aku 1st year pun penah gak ader 3 papers in a row...pas2 muka aku pun ape lagi...berubah macam zombie, org nak tgk pun takut.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;Nasib baik la kekasih-ku bubu tak takut tgk muka aku yg tgh horror mase exam ne. Hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;

&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Cuba korang tgk exam schedule aku ne...agak pack jugak la~&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;ARCHERY COURSE 2 (RULES FOR TOURNAMENT)                    Saturday Oct 18 2008
&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;USUL AL FIQH II                                                                 Tuesday Oct 28 2008, 2:30 PM&lt;/span&gt;
ENGLISH FOR ACADEMIC PURPOSE (EAP)                              Wednesday Oct 29 2008, 3:00 PM
&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;EVIDENCE &amp;amp; PROCEDURE OF SHARIAH COURT II                     Friday Oct 31 2008, 9:00 AM&lt;/span&gt;
EQUITY &amp;amp; TRUST II                                                             Saturday Nov 1 2008, 2:30 PM
&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;COMPANY LAW II                                                               Sunday Nov 2 2008, 2:30 PM&lt;/span&gt;
LAND LAW II                                                                     Wednesday Nov 5 2008, 2:30 PM
&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;ISLAMIC LAW OF BANKING &amp;amp; TAKAFUL                                 Tuesday Nov 11 2008, 2:30 PM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;Sebenarnya, aku bukan la nak complain banyak2 kat authority tempat aku study ne. Aku sgt2 la pelik, dah la study period kitorang singkat, less than a week, exam period plak x panjang mane...tup tup yang susah nye student.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;It's not that i'm giving reasons to say that this semester i cant perform in my studies...no...that's not my whole point. All i am asking is the authority to be more considerate in doing the exam schedule. Aku sikit je lagi nak jadik biol and sewel...nasib baik la malam exam ke berapa ntah, bubu datang uia. Kurang sikit tekanan jiwa aku ne.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;Kalau x, mau nye aku kene admit kat hospital mental. Aduhai, exam oh exam...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;Speaking of which, aku agak terkilan jugak, di sebabkan exam yg berderet2, expectation lecturer yg tinggi...ader kawan2 aku yg sanggup meniru masa exam. The worst part is that, some of them were caught cheating...ape lagi...terpaksa la menjawab dgn lecturers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;

&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;Kadang2 aku rasa, bukan diorang nak sgt meniru...tp disebabakan takut fail...takut x perform mase final, diorang pun meniru. But friends, i tell you what, no matter how hard it is, no matter how tired you are, you cannot cheat during the exam. God is always wacthing us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;Even if you're not caught today, you might be caught later. Jgn la bila dah terhantuk baru nak terngadah...(btol kan?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;Tadi, masa paper Company Law II, lain pulak cerita nye...tgh syok2 aku goreng jawapan exam, ader sorang minat kelas mane ntah, kene papah, sakit...aku rase dia tension kot...exam berderet. Haaaa aku harap lepas ne org2 yg buat jadual fikir la sikit ye. If possible, extend the examination period for few more days...to avoid the same things from happening again in the future.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;And now, i really2 have to score my Land Law II and Islamic Banking &amp;amp; Takaful punye subject...or else pointer aku mmg akan jatuh gile2 punye la...konfem...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;Ooowh tadi lepas je balik exam, aku terus balik bilik. And si naquib (bibah) ajak aku g pavillion. Dia nak g beli CD Andrea Bocelli. Aku yg tgh nak demam ne, ape lagi...ikut je la..hihi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;Nanti aku update pic2 makan mlm aku smlm...makan simple je...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;

&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;Okay people...i gotta move my hot a^^ now...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;Nak tido....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;Hehe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;

&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Regards,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HHB&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gossiper-Yes-I-Am&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;


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&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7558174538153856831-5125512150096129222?l=hafiqhasanbasri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hafiqhasanbasri.blogspot.com/feeds/5125512150096129222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7558174538153856831&amp;postID=5125512150096129222' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558174538153856831/posts/default/5125512150096129222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558174538153856831/posts/default/5125512150096129222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hafiqhasanbasri.blogspot.com/2008/11/three-days-marathon-ended-today.html' title='Three Days Marathon Ended Today'/><author><name>F-I-Q-O</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07326761385219072017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/TRjWN2b7iHI/AAAAAAAAAoc/U1ui8Fr9wvI/S220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/SQ3TTGn6nuI/AAAAAAAAABo/hvgbn7ZRnyE/s72-c/ca-06-09-hooray.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7558174538153856831.post-4767920516442236203</id><published>2008-11-01T20:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T20:15:16.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How I wish...</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263661121996113234" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 1px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 1px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/SQxH5wKcxVI/AAAAAAAAABg/eoXLy20ySvk/s400/spaceball.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dear Bloggers,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;How i wish i could stay longer in front of this computer and keep on posting new post. Too bad that I still have final exam tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;

&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;Pray the best for me bloggers =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;

&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;Aku janji, esok lepas exam, terus aku log in and post a new story. haha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;

&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;Just wait!!!&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Regards,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hafiq Hasan Basri&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;

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&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hi Bloggers...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;Apparently, these pictures are not my latest pictures. But no worries, as promised, i'll keep my blog updated =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Regards,
&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HHB&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Newbie-Born-Blogger&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7558174538153856831-940623708103144505?l=hafiqhasanbasri.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hafiqhasanbasri.blogspot.com/feeds/940623708103144505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7558174538153856831&amp;postID=940623708103144505' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558174538153856831/posts/default/940623708103144505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7558174538153856831/posts/default/940623708103144505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hafiqhasanbasri.blogspot.com/2008/11/inilah-akuhafiq-hasan-basri-hhb.html' title='This is me...Hafiq Hasan Basri (HHB)'/><author><name>F-I-Q-O</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07326761385219072017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/TRjWN2b7iHI/AAAAAAAAAoc/U1ui8Fr9wvI/S220/1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/SQxCSlAE6ZI/AAAAAAAAABI/9SQQqrkS1z8/s72-c/n669571649_1216214_9217.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7558174538153856831.post-1092766436988407087</id><published>2008-11-01T18:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T19:27:35.594+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hi Bloggers</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O0mtOYL4LWE/SQw5XW8PIkI/AAAAAAAAAAU/cXwfIr-smmw/s1600-h/n669571649_1157028_4109.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hi bloggers and gossippers,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;Newbie here..haha. Well, sebenarnya aku bukan la minat sgt nak tulis blog ne. But since org yang paling aku sayangi sekarang ne dah ader blog, so i'm thinking of having mine. hehe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;I hope i am being welcomed here ;) especially by my boo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;only if i can tell the world, who's actually my boo...i coudlnt be more happier.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;but yeah, as for now, let's keep it low low low (mcm lagu flo rida feat t-pain) hihi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;I promise after this i'll keep on updating my blog. I'll try my best to write about what's going on with my life, studies, love life, family, legal issues, topic of the day and macam2 lagi la...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;p/s mungkin ada yg tertanya2, terpingga, siapa Hafiq Hasan Basri ne...&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#663366;"&gt;haha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#663366;"&gt;sebagai permulaan...biar gambar aku je yg aku upload.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;

&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#663366;"&gt;details pasal aku...aku masukkan later ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;

&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;Okay bloggers...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Regards,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hafiq Hasan Basri&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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